Motherless Child lyrics

D Savage:
You got my money roll n*gga, so now I'm really tight
Bang with shot callers, hittas, they might just take yo life
We could meet up lil pus*y, no need to f*ckin fight
When I see you, its on sight, n*gga f*ck a knife
Dropped like three xans in my fanta, get high like a kite
Sneak diss, I bet somebody bouta die tonight
D f*ckin savage, b*tch n*gga, you better get it right
All my life I had to fight, man I had to fight

Yung Bans:
This that fast life, this that fast life
You would risk it all for that cash right
Family First , you know I gotta keep my circle tight
Cause last night I had a dream and it didn't end right
My denim came with a weapon and its skin tight
Riding with that 40 and that b*tch bright
Vvs' round my neck, head like a flash light
Ain't no pillow talking, pus*y boy, we shootin on sight

D Savage:
Too much bad sh*t going on, man something ain't right
And you can never trust a thot, never trust a soul
n*ggas claiming we got beef, but they dont want no smoke
Flexing all this big bank rolls, bought a new pole
f*ck n*gga I got that aim, I don’t need no scope
Shoot yo ass in the throat, bleeding while you choke
Now I fall back from the scene, smoking green like artichoke
Bullet shells hot, but my wrist and diamond froze
GrownBoiTrap:
Shoot yo mom in the face if she tryna play
Wet his block
Wet his block
With that f*cking k
38 or the 9, don’t show no face,no case
Got the sprite, got the lean, got the f*cking coke
Ran off with yo f*cking money, you dont get no dough
Under pressure he gone fold, he dont want no smoke
Smoke a n*gga like a backwood, loud it make me choke
pus*y wet, yea I splash, wetter than a boat

D Savage:
But my wrist and diamonds froze
But my wrist and diamonds froze
But my wrist and diamonds froze
I can't think
John make my decisions while im sippin pink
Sippin act. Seventeen, but i just turned into a fiend
Stopped rockin supreme,I turned on to other things
Im gone rob that plug, if he selling me fake lean

Yung Bans:
And ima risk it all for that cash
It ain't about how you fall its really how you bounce back
They wanna see me down, i thought these n*ggas had my back
Everybody ain't real, i bet they rat for that bag
But ima keep it street and sell a sack for that bag
Never ask for that bag
Flip a pack for that bag
It been a long time, free my brothers out the cell
Homie ain't silent, boy we know you talk to 12 n*gga
D Savage:
I cannot go out like that, I cannot go out like that
Smoking all this weed and sippin lean, until my heart attack
f*ck with me or f*ck with my family, its no turning back
You just rockin for the clout and b*tch I can't rock like that
If you talking sh*t bout jack, lil boy its no going back
I put my blood, sweat and tears up in my sake tag

GrownBoiTrap:
I say i cannot go out like that
Hit you with that f*cking bat
Shoot a n*gga down, watch his mothaf*ckin body drop
Shoot a n*ggas mom, give that f*cking b*tch a heart attack
n*gga this a robbery, hit em with that f*cking mask
Pour up a sprite, i’m leaning
I cannot be trusted I be scheming
Hit em with that beam
Ima f*cking shoot this sweeper