Pro's n Cons

F.O.E. Entertainment Yeah All love Detroit F.O.E. Shawn The Don Yeah It's all the way up, and I don't give A f*ck 130 rounds if you wanna test your Luck Green beams on everything My niggas make a scene I'm living the life that you Motherfuckers dream The city on my back, I don't need No help Making moves by myself With a strap in my belt I got 50 rounds left, so you better Watch your step If I let this bitch go, ain't no Calling for help 9 1 1 what's the emergency A nigga need surgery, you fighting For your life Over this dope with a currency Work not locking up nigga, take That shit back Send friends, turn to foes, at the Drop of a hat They done circled the block nigga One too many times, I don't know About yours But I'm gon' die about mine Blow whatever on your mind, I Keep heat like Satan That fire get to dancing once a Bitch get to spraying Mini Draco, and I'm repping for The homie Lost his life in the hood Hit licks on the dice Thousand dollar plays on the 6 And the 8 You better know the odds will Stay the f*ck out the way Welcome to my city where we Stay on the move Rest In Peace to all my niggas That's gone too soon Candle lights and t-shirts, the Feeling of hurt Pursuit of happiness, yeah we still On the search We never give up, cause we used To the struggle So many ups and downs, but we Still gon' hustle It's a motor city, I'm enjoying the Ride I pray to see my pops at least one More time This pain so deep, it's too hard to Disguise You had too many chances, this yo Last fucking time Another mistake, I'm gonna make an example My shooter never hungry, have him blow out your candle You missing some rules, ain't no fucking excuse If I front you a bag, you're Supposed to know what to do Stop fucking them hoes, keep that Back door closed Just play your fucking part, I'm Directing the show If you follow the script, then we All be froze Plenty of ice, I'm still rocking all Gold This world is so cold, and I just Wanna fly I embrace the whole city, rep the D till I die Sleep with one eye open, and one Eye closed Cuz deez niggas and bitches both Be playing roles Willie Lynch syndrome, I don't Know who to trust Tread carefully nigga, or you gon' Get busted Welcome to my city where we stay on the move Rest in peace to all of my niggas That's gone too soon Candle lights and t-shirts, the Feeling of hurt Pursuit of happiness, yeah we still On a search We never give up, cause we used To the struggle So many ups and downs but we Still gone hustle It's the Motor City, I'm enjoying The ride I pray to see my pops at least one More time Hate to get in the booth, and have To pour out my soul But I had to let you know, that it's Still on the flow These chopper's fully auto and Ain't ready to go You the apple of my eye as I stare Through the scope If it show it blow, got your people Losing hope Your eyes closing slow, so that's all She wrote Man y'all got me fucked up, bitch Who do you love Couple fiends o d'd, Brody Threw Them in the tub We f*ck up pros, and mingle with Cons It's Family Over Everything, first Name Shawn I put the hood on the map, Knocking out niggas naps Beat the doors off the hinges, and Still supplying the trap My bags stay heavy, and so is my Heart It's so hard to let go, after your Loved ones part This great lake state, put it a lot On your plate Still we all blessed, I thank God Every day Welcome to my city where we Stay on the move Rest in peace to all my niggas That's gone too soon Candle lights and t-shirts, the Feeling of hurt Pursuit the happiness, yeah we Still on a search We never give up, cause we used To the struggle So many ups and downs, but we Still gon' hustle It's the Motor City, I'm enjoying The ride I pray to see my pops at least one More time