Project Tales

I got this partner touchdown from a Jose he ain't have nothing He did four or five years in Louisiana penal system Now he home hit me on the phone say he trying to get on Need a plug who gone show some love he trying to cop some zones Off the ripper that's my nigga I'm a plug him that shit simple I'm copping pounds at the time he only need a couple zippers I got out the game he made some change my nigga started winning I fell off hit my dog he wouldn't even put me in position Damn it's wicked I ain't tripping I'm a hustler I'm a get it When the plug was trying to jack him I'm the reason they ain't get him But it's karma coming back God don't sleep Now you on another Jose and bitch can't call on me When I was beefing in the streets I kept that rod on me When J Rich had got shot I went straight to the T Bullet grazed him bitches scraped him now he back on his feet Now it's blood for my thug so many niggas deceased I told Jalen he was tripping making too many bleed But my nigga still crippin he just threw up his Cs Now he on a murder charge that I hope he can beat I can't even go and see him they got warrants for me Back when I was the run I went to chill with Big Duck I ain't even have a car he had to come scoop me up I grab my dope I grab my clothes I got my money and gun Vietnam where I'm from nigga don't even come in the projects selling nicks and dimes bankroll and that iron Rod squared off with a nigga on the corner about to dive Pulled a knife Rod ducked off then the nigga came for me I upped on him with a thirty eight he paused in the street Anything we ever did I kept it all in the streets Nigga tried to drop his nuts ain't got no balls in the streets I seen paperwork on niggas talk to laws in the streets Back in 2012 we was breaking jaws in the streets If you weak then you beat this ain't no place for a coward Back when I was in the streets it was about money and power Now these niggas chasing fame I just threw in the towel Niggas thugging for the gram wanting likes and some comments Niggas heavily sedated just on random occasions So all the capers I went on they was premeditated It was complex it my click I had to deescalate it It was savage in my niggas now they all activated I got four violent charges and they all aggravated I can tell you ghetto stories and you'll be so fascinated I seen niggas get shanked and have they skin lacerated We was jugging on the phone until it got confiscated I was waiting on my niggas when I had visitation Nigga staring me up and down so I asked him what's shaking You gone do me something do it you want beef we can make it I'm a whole alpha male in the face of a beta Stand down like a bitch he ain't want to I made him When that pressure get applied only God can save him We in jail ain't no guns bitch that rod can't save you Put you on the panic button and make the guards come save you