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Some Nights
G Herbo & Southside
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Scared I wasn't gon' make it home some nights Wondering am I gon' be a homicide Kill you quick if I decide Crazy, guess I get that from my mama side Niggas beef with us, don't even come outside 30 in the Glock, I keep that on my side Ain't no questioning, my nigga, I'ma ride (Southside) Out there like some monkey bars, I'ma slide I know one day I'ma die Made some millions for my son so I'm aight And I'm in that Bentley truck that's parked right outside I know one I'ma die, but right now I'm alive Need a purple heart for the shit that I survived Better be alert if ever you and I collide And I ain't limiting myself This shit, I gotta strive It look like a light show when I arrive (ChopsquadDJ on the beat, so it's a banger) Straight up out the trenches Had to squeeze that b***h at least one time Me and all my niggas We was young and dumb, I ain't know how to ****ing listen So pay attention, hopefully I get to teach you different All you young niggas wild 'til you meet the district He ain't even get due process and this nigga snitching Get around a nigga like me and they turn b***hin' He ain't never did no street shit, I see through him instantly Gotta take everything come with this shit or you gon' be like that Gotta have that bail money, gotta be ready to fight that Blood ties with my niggas, I got shot with Project Mally, he was with me too but we did dirt on top of that My left pocket, wasn't no phone in it, had my baby Glock in there Summer Jam in front of 20, 000, I wish Roc was there Seen't you in there witcho bop, you know I got the top from her Anyway, that's off the topic We talking 'bout them blocks, shootouts, and Glocks So what about the opps? Shit, what 'bout the opps? Shit, what 'bout they bops? What pop out they top? Gang, you know how we rock In clubs, am I not? At shows, am I not? Iced up, am I not? Amiri's with knots I ain't hard to find All you gotta do is plot I'm ready when you are Riding back to back, two blacks We like the mini bar Love the shots, keep one up tops Send them b*****s in any car Ayy, ayy And I'm on the E-way like Andretti, my new car Loaded like I'm ready for armageddon Boy, I came too far to let a nigga take me out this shit Now he a star Nigga make me a block Nigga make me a bar I'm all in his raps, smoke him and his cigar I know a nigga so cold, he shoot at the opps out his sister car And it's over, b***h Our life ain't worth that shit boy Know you been getting played out all yo life, you b***h boy 2Pac told you first, "I ain't no killer, but don't push me", boy So don't push me, boy You know I'm gon' pull it boy Here go a nigga, I ain't a bully My auto fully I rep that No Limit shit to the fullest Hop out in public, I'm thinking 'bout leaving the blick out I'ma tote my lil' shit in a hoodie Came up from nothing, I still can't believe I'm legit Everywhere I go I'm the shit Been out here swaggin' like I'm that nigga ever since I was six Ain't gotta ask a nigga for shit 'cause I'm ****ing rich Ain't nobody give me nothing Want a handout? Suck a d**k B***h Southside
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