Letras
Alladeen
My nigga, we stepping on shit
My bruddas coming through with choppers, Berettas, all types of shit
On the beat with Daark, nigga, taking over, bitch
These niggas on my dick, and lame as a bitch
Youngest in the fam
Getting money, doing big shit
Shitting on you niggas
Y'all still on my dick
Going crazy over that bitch that you never had
Bum ass nigga, you going outside
On the East, going crazy
Mazzy Maz, where you at?
Brudder showed me how to make pape
Now I'm on they ass
Came out that dark storm, through the storm
Busting at they ass
I'll hawk a nigga down
Put him on his back
Real-life African, throw a spear at his ass
Popping out the bushes, all-black ski mask
In the dark with Daark, in this demon going fast
Shooting out in traffic, like wherever niggas at
Been rapping for 2 years, now that paper coming in fast
Who they hell gon start me
Got CP on my back
I smacked the whip, I got out
And got to bussing at they ass
My brother got to speaking, dumper action
Bring your ass back
Alladeen
I just went and picked him up on the East
What you need? Little smoke?
And he told me, "on the G"
Yes indeed
Super cold, even when it doesn't snow
What you mean?
In my soul, never knew that I was frozen till the heat
They must bring the sun down if they want to find me
'Dumo took me downtown, catch me going light speed
Burrowed in the dugout, got a vault buried deep
I could never shrug doubt, I just fight through gritted teeth
What a treasure bugging out, now their brothers missing me
Take the measure of a drought, there's a hissing in the trees
Yeah
Yeah
Ears are really ringing, hit the horticulture with the lighter
You'd be a vulture if you weren't such a bad writer