Risky

Slimey, some these broads be Slimey, Can't let these niggas line You, You know your dawgs be Grimey, See I was so lost in the Trenches, It was hard To find me, And lil bro was just a Victim and then he caught a Homi, No you can't walk behind Me, Put my trust In none, And I always break Bread when they ain't offer Me a crumb, They never asked Me if I wanted some, I was Counted out but now I feel that I Am number one Still might not make it out cause We come from the slum And I can just imagine when the Summer come, Winter time we Make it hot though See a opp and let them shots go, They can never say I ran but Niggas seen me And they got low, I'm forever Selling gram, Till I'm like Meechi And El Chapo, Got a pocket full Of Bosco when the bricks All gone, I know these haters Want me dead, that's why My clip so long, I'm gettin paper, See I don't know what Type of shit y'all on, But soon or Later I'ma get y'all gone, I mean That, Believe that And since I'm poppin' Now they Ask me for a feature Reason I don't cop from him, Cause I can get it cheaper And he thinkin he a hot boy till He put him in the freezer The sun out it's still a cold world, Better keep your heater cold Watch for the reaper he might just Creep up, Let you know it's still smoke Got sent up the road then came Home with parole and I still toat See I'm a real goat, I use to let my Taurus bust And now I got this F & N, Who Said that they wan't war with us Bro I don't think they sure Enough, They know this shit get Risky Let them shots hit his chest and We ain't pourin' out no whiskey I don't go without my blicky When I'm rollin' through my city Cause my bro been showing envy Plus I know they out to get me So I stay with a shooter I tell him Be cool he be itchin By the way I maneuver I'm never Gon' snooze and be slippin I move a little different all these Blues they think I'm crippin And I'm still gon' let the beef Cook I just choose to get the Chicken I just choose to get the chicken