Bygones (feat. MalMal & Rellymade)

We don't let bygones be bygones You know that we tote'n that banger My bro wanna body he claim one Nigga talking foul we And1 A nigga run up Nina blam one And it's a stick up put yo hands up If the nigga ain't got no fye then the nigga better throw his hands up All my boys they like apes They be beastin' Make one call and they pull-up like pizza With my dawgs and we don't f*ck with fleas Make one call and they come off the leash We gone slide in that whip with no key Ride with silencers Keep it lowkey Tote them sticks and we rock like The Beatles Got my foot on they neck ain't no breathing yeah Sam we got one brodie Got my foot on they neck ain't no breathin' Long nights had to sleep in the Regal I been doing this shit for my people Swear to god if you play ima eat you Opposition keep thinking they're equal We ain't sparin' them boys we get even One shot with a glock have you leanin' Fried Chicken Pot Pie we gone eat em' Doin' this shit for my gang and you know we gone bang out Late nights on the block with them thangs Now we ride with them thangs out Now I got me a name now I don't want no fame now Yeah bring that bag in and ima pull them racks out I came from nothing to a lot Yeah I had to go and scrape it out the pot Living in the 'partments was too hot Section8 living stressing me out I ain't have me a thing now I got me a lot Came up off a penny Made it 'to a big knot All these plays keep calling You know I can't stop I'm beating the block 'till I get to the top I ain't gone neva stop nigga Yeah I'm just a young nigga out here tryna make a way You know what I'm saying Just tryna feed my muhfuckin' family I got Lil Sammy wimme and we ain't gone let bygones be bygones You know what I'm sayin'? And that's no cap! We don't let bygones be bygones You know that we tote'n that banger My bro wanna body he claim one Nigga talking foul we And1 A nigga run up Nina blam one And it's a stick up put yo hands up If the nigga ain't got no fye then the nigga better throw his hands up All my boys they like apes They be beastin' Make one call and they pull-up like pizza With my dawgs and we don't f*ck with fleas Make one call and they come off the leash We gone slide in that whip with no key Ride with silencers Keep it lowkey Tote them sticks and we rock like The Beatles Got my foot on they neck ain't no breathing yeah Sam we got one brodie