Untitled 32 lyrics

[Intro: Giggs]
Spare No-1
Spare No-1
(Hollowman) Hollowman
(AKA Giggs) Giggs
(AKA whatever) Giggs (AKA whatever you want)
Young Giggs
Flowz Production
Spare [?]
Gunna D
It's nothing
Joe Grizzle on this, Ninj
Straight Off The Blocks mixtape
Straight Off The Blocks, my n*gga Kyze
Got me, with Kyze and sh*t, you feel me?
Just gonna get a little somethin'
Just gonna get somethin' off my chest

[Verse 1: Giggs]
It's hard for me 'cause I'm tryna change
Pussies f*cking haters tryna keep me in the fire range
What am I to do? (Do)
Cry like a b*tch, curl up into a ball, and grab the heater
Let the fire in
The circ*mstances of the street life, they make me live this way
I'm tryna turn this coke into a ladder and climb out the game
I hope you can be quiet for a minute (Yep)
Turn my music up, listen up (Yep)
Reach into your life and try and feel my pain
No one understands why a n*gga like me holds a gun
Got I got, five real bros, and I'm the oldest one
And n*ggas out here sneaking (Sneaking)
One minute they be out here smiling in my face
And then the next time I see 'em I could be holding one, you feel me brother?
That's why I call this place Snakes Ville
Because if the D's don't f*ck this sh*t up then the snakes will (Swear down)
But the heater makes it nothing (Nothing) to be slipping
Can't be bussing it (Bussing)
'Cause I'm used to this kinda hate still
[Chorus: Joe Grind & ?]
You pus*y n*ggas don't wanna f*ck with Spare No
We c*ck back (c*ck), let the guns blow (Yeah)
If I ain't got my strap, and I ain't got my round
But I got my knife, pus*y we will run you down
pus*y n*ggas don't wanna f*ck with Spare No (Spare)
We c*ck back, let the guns blow (Yeah)
If I ain't got my strap, and I ain't got my round
But I got my knife, pus*y we will run you down

[Verse 2: Giggs]
Life's serious so I ain't a movie (I ain't a movie)
That's why I keep a big stick and a bad attitude (Bad attitude)
Get it popping with the proper food (Proper food)
'Cause I'll be damned if I turn into a bum like those other fools (For real)
My mum struggled on the road just to manage
That's 'cause the government are nothing but scavages
You all sold your soul to the devil
So he's guaranteed to come for you soon (And what?)
And definitely burn you savages (For real)
I'm on the grizzle n*gga tryna be lavish
I smoke a lot of weed to lighten this emotional baggage (Come on)
You n*ggas can't begin to imagine and understand the motherf*cking pain I carry (Keep going, keep going, keep going)
And I can't even put it on paper 'cause if I did the feds be kicking in my door in a hurry
But f*ck the law 'cause I'm hungry (Hungry)
That's why if anything kicks off, you think that I'ma go to war for this country? (Mad)
[Chorus: Joe Grind & ?]
You pus*y n*ggas don't wanna f*ck with Spare No
We c*ck back (c*ck), let the guns blow
If I ain't got my strap, and I ain't got my round
But I got my knife, pus*y we will run you down
pus*y n*ggas don't wanna f*ck with Spare No
We c*ck back, let the guns blow
If I ain't got my strap, and I ain't got my round
But I got my knife, pus*y we will run you down