Don't Force My Hand

(What's happening Chi Chi?) (Spyda Beats) I told my bitch I'm having motion, they supposed to hate me Don't worry 'bout them, they not killers, they just talkin' crazy And how these niggas be on my dick, this shit startin' to amaze me They be actin' like lil' fucking hoes speakin' 'bout the kid daily I'm takin' trips to Dubai just to shop, baby, I'm different Got so much Dior in my closet, they say that I'm trippin' Got so much blue hunnids on me, the bitch think that I'm Crippin' I had to stop hangin' with them niggas, we ain't have the same vision I can't be wastin' time in the 'jects, I'm tryna stack these mills And how I been shittin' on 'em lately, it's like I got a deal And how I been shittin' on them niggas, I know they all pissed Just when you shoot your shot, lil' nigga, you better not miss Ayy, boy Listen, if it ain't safe for me, it ain't safe for nobody out this bitch That's facts, nigga, f*ck you talking 'bout, nigga? Stop playin' with me, man Please big brother, don't force my hand or people gonna die Please big brother, don't force my hand, that's me puttin' aside my pride I flew to Haiti, Woo lady say I'm ready for whatever Nigga feelin' like a gremlin, bitch, I'm feelin' just like the devil I'm movin' like a rebel, I won't dick ride for no clout I don't like to f*ck with rappers, them niggas like to run they mouth I'm a G all by myself, I don't gotta be a hundred deep I could go anywhere I want, I be damned a nigga do somethin' to me You got me feelin' like we could've been superstars (For real, my nigga, we really could) Pullin' up in foreign cars (Yeah, for real, for real) Nah, f*ck that shit, nigga, no, we couldn't The main niggas that be hatin' on you be the ones you think that wouldn't Niggas lyin' to the media talkin' about me on interviews I expect that shit from them niggas, they ain't got nothin' else to do Ain't nobody catchin' me slippin', I'm leavin' the studio clutchin' pistols I keep one in the head, the streets done fucked up a nigga mental I keep one in the head, the streets done fucked up a nigga mind I stopped fuckin' with every nigga that done gave me a fucked up vibe I told DJ close the back door, don't let none of them niggas in Long as I got you and my brother, promise I don't need no more new friends The streets done taught me a lot, no ABC's, just keep FN's The streets done taught me a lot to the point you can't even trust your kin Murder on my mind, I pray I never have to kill my dawg I be ready to stand my ground, nigga know I'm not worried about the law Please big brother, don't force my hand or people gonna die Please big brother, don't force my hand, that's me puttin' aside my pride I flew to Haiti, Woo lady say I'm ready for whatever Nigga feelin' like a gremlin, bitch, I'm feelin' just like the devil Please big brother, don't force my hand or people gonna die Please big brother, don't force my hand, that's me puttin' aside my pride I flew to Haiti, Woo lady say I'm ready for whatever Nigga feelin' like a gremlin, bitch, I'm feelin' just like the devil