Gunfiyah lyrics

[Verse 1]
Now will there ever be a day that my n*ggas won't ride for me? For me?
Nah, nah, nah
And will there ever be a day that your b*tch won't slide with me? Homie?
Nah, nah, nah
And will it ever be a day that your hands ain't up when a n*gga on stage
I been rollin' up haze in the studio for days just to work for a wage
Now I'm on, f*ckin' paid in this mothaf*cka
Who got a hit just like this? And got heart and rich like this?
Never failed, 20 years and he still got grip like this
And got kids with a super hot b*tch like this
You spendin' time tryna get like this
I wrote a script like this, I'm on some sh*t like
I'm at home on the track, n*gga, this my sh*t
Try to spit my clip, you might get hit and divided

[Refrain]
Uh, kill sh*t, I'ma talk about it
Laid out with the chalk around him
Came back as kings, came back with rings
What if we fall? I never thought about it, n*gga

[Chorus]
Gunfire, gunfire, nah, nah, nah
Run at yah, run at yah, nah, nah, nah
We come for yah, come for yah, nah, nah, nah
Set fire to my enemies
f*ck a rasclaat, or a enemy
Me got a few chains worth a hundred ki's
Them say they waan romp, me say, "pus*y, please"
pus*y boy never worried me
My clips up on the streets
Nuh call the police pon me
A hundred keys in these streets
pus*y boy, no wan romp wit me
[Refrain]
Uh, kill sh*t, I'ma talk about it
Laid it out with the chalk around him
Came back as kings, came back with rings
What if we fall? I never thought about it, n*gga

[Verse 2]
How you spell C.E.O.? D.R.E
What a n*gga dream he could try to be
Uh, even though I'm from a place where
n*ggas got TECs, don't mean technology
Grew up 'round Blood n*ggas, real camaraderie
Plus Crip n*ggas on the other side of me
But I'm the only n*gga that I ever tried to be
Winner never sins, you know these n*ggas tired of me
Not to it if you want crap shootin' in your home
Where a n*gga came from, my life changed
'Cause a n*gga made hits while my homies flipped bricks
Lot of them ain't here, can't complain
Tried to survive 9 to the 5
You ain't alive if you ain't not willin' to die
The lower the low, the higher the high
Do or you don't, you fall or you fly
I mean you ride or die, n*gga

[Refrain]
Uh, kill sh*t, I'ma talk about it
Laid out with the chalk around him
Came back as kings, came back with rings
What if we fall? I never thought about it, n*gga
[Chorus]
Gunfire, gunfire, nah, nah, nah
Run at yah, run at yah, nah, nah, nah
We come for yah, come for yah, nah, nah, nah
Set fire to my enemies
f*ck a rasclaat, those our enemies
Mi got a few chains worth a hundred keys
Them say they waan ride, mi say, "pus*y, please"
pus*y boy never worried me
My clips up on hundred streets
Nuh call the police pon me
A hundred keys in these streets
pus*y boy, now I walk with weed