Mad About Bars - S4-E9 Pt.2

He ain't done

Yo

He's still got some realness for you, listen up

Free the guys

Slaytheface

Semi, Dilla, Crust, Boogie, Dark, Slapper, Trappy, cho

They go mad about my bars but I'm mad about my biz

I don't brag about no cars, I brag about my Liz

Cause trapping out is hard

Was chatting to my bro, he just got thirteen years

Now that's a dad without his kids, that's the kids without a dad

He did it for the bag

He did the shit so they could have the things he never had

But what you think they rather, some money or a father?

And now they ain't got either, this shit is hella sad

And I ain't cried in a while, my heart's feeling dead numb

I forgot what it's like, I just wanna shed one

One life, one shot like a pen gun

Wish I had a time machine, can somebody invent one?

I'd buy it straight away or take one out on finance

Go back and sit down with everyone in my camp

Wearing baggy T's, they won't believe

When I tell them in the future everybody wearing tight pants

You man that love each other, you're gonna hate each other

You man that trust each other, you're gonna snake each other

You're gonna treat your own brother like he ain't your brother

Go your separate ways now, g, and save your butter

I tell Semi "stop shooting people, yo"

Cause soon come, I'll be screaming "free my bro"

See that good girl you got there, she's a keeper, bro

Get a yard out the ends, have a kid and keep it low, yo

We should know, if only we did know

My friends wouldn't be dead, I would've told them we should go

But God's plan is God's plan, how can we oppose?

I can never go against it, I know he's in control

Half the man I know are tapped, notice it in different ways

Look into my brother's eyes, I can see the shit's a glaze

Looking through me like I was invisiblade

Other man, it's more subtle, hear it in the shit they say

Or maybe I'm the crazy one

Certain man lose their minds beefing with their baby mums

Media will say it's cause you're blazing on a hazy one

Spending too much time on the internet will make you dumb

All the love blocking and the hate sending

You're in the club rocking with your fake bredrins

After all the favours and the cake lending

And you still gotta watch out for the snake venom

I ain't coming for your family, that's fake vengeance

Tryna hit you in your face, you need your face mending

Just appreciate the days when you ain't sentenced

Ain't no peace of mind when you got a case pending

Now you're on your third strike like you're playing ten pin

I can't sleep, I always hate it when the day's ending

Two draws on my spliff, now I'm ascending

I can't understand the messages my brain's sending

All the grub shotting and the rage spending

Late night in the kitchen, I got flake blending

All the hate gonna come through the main entrance

When I pull up with my fucking cup cake pendant

I just wanna flex, I don't tense my muscles

If I'm ordering my Hennessy then it's a double

I don't know why my girl wanna give me trouble

I just wanna make dough, she wanna kiss and cuddle

I remember when my life came crashing down

I had to put it back together like it's a puzzle

Whole ends went to shit, I'm standing in the rubble

Fuck the hood, man, rest in peace Nipsey Hussle

Rest in peace the legend

That was Shaker, Mad About Bars

Definitely need to pay attention to what he's gonna do this year

It's Mixtape Madness, it's Kenny Allstar

Another week down, link up next week, that's it