Gucci Down

Go in your home when I'm dropping to ya Pray for the weak get a hallelujah Don't look away when I'm talking to ya Send you to God or whatever Buddha Mercy for snitches is what I ain't got Hop in the coup than I drop in ya spot Why they be acting like my gun ain't hot Like I ain't just willing to shoot up they thot huh Guccied down dawg all I ever wanna see Got the big bands, damn my momma proud of me I can't go back all my fam look up to me I thank God yea he knew what I'm pose to be My whole crew shine we be on a different time I don't even have to try no more no cap no lying Had to forget all the people that were left behind I was not in their best interests so I shut the blind Yea But ima go harder than you Go take a look at my crew the killas gone multiply ooo He got a bankroll well ima go take it right now I'm waiting for him at his crib He opens the door he's like how Blow Ain't no one fucking with me I'll put yo ass on a tee Then pay the funeral fee Yea I come straight offa da block I keep my hand on my Glock I used to break off da lock block Guccied down dawg all I ever wanna see Got the big bands, damn my momma proud of me I can't go back all my fam look up to me I thank God yea he knew what I'm pose to be