Why Be Afraid lyrics

by

Glokk40Spaz


[Intro]
DJ Phat, Jdolla go crazy
Yeah I swear to god that I'm not afraid to f*cking die

[Verse]
I can't believe that
I can't believe
Y'all n*ggas pus*y n*gga wanna be street
Me and DemonK pull up draco on the seat
I'ma die bout my whoa, n*gga best believe
Knock him off by myself I ain't pay no fee
Put a Gen. 5 on him he wan' leave
I just found my damn daddy he a deadbeat
I ain't stunting no n*gga , baby I'm relaxin
We gon' shoot when we see him, we ain't doing no practice
Baby I'm a don but cap him then I track him
Let me get in that pus*y know that boy gone rape it
Give the hoe to thе whoa the b*tch just act to ratchet
Kick that boy door wherе the drugs at? n*gga flip his mattress
Say he baby life vamp n*gga stop that flagging
Im dripped then a b*tch don't ask me why im sagging
Tipsy for sure, why my body lagging
And sumo my cro promise we dont do no lackin
I believe you partna know ya diamonds dancin
And I know you wan' finer thangs them b*tches fancy
Take that boy diamond, earrings' might just take his glasses
f*ck it i might as well rob him, jit im trippin i might as well pop him
And the fans and my DMs keep talm bout whats glokkin
Took my brother home when i see you n*gga get it poppin
Ain't talkin to no cop n*gga leave me alone
Why the f*ck you keep texting me? talm bout go home
And you know I'm GF n*gga get back doored
We ain't stuntin that pus*y n*gga, that's fasho
Better leave me lone' n*gga got ya b*tch low
Them b*tches be trippin' more philly n*ggas at the [?] f*cking store
Get in a shootout on the Eastside got the block hot like jalapenos
My birthday in August, but I'm not no Leo
And the brisk on a Friday knock em out like Debo
Partna' lost all his money gambling the casino
Band gang know we goin dumb bout some f*ckin paper
I can see the b*tch you better not move, glocky way hotter then that f*ckin taser
It's a green beam baby tell me, do you like this Laser?
Don't got no lean, I be acting mean baby I'm not stable
Rulers clips in the Glock, bit' sharp as staples
Pour that got damn syrup up, f*ck it call it maple
Take a picture of me with this Glock, whoa get my angle
I just pray when we get this money, that it don't ever f*ckin break us
Hope that this money never f*cking change us
I told my whoa don't go outside without yo banger
Nut on her face and she call me a painter
Spoil that bit' that Lil hoe look like Topanga, huh
Go to a block knock it over like Jenga
I ain't waiting no more I done already been patient
Give f*ck that im c*cky, give a f*ck call me racist
And my bruddas gone, can't stop fighting these cases
Shoot that boy, we watch him flip em just say he got wasted
Four got locked up by the time I been wasted
I gave you this sh*t make me better man, I gotta do right had a better plan
Hell yeah I'm gon' fight for what ever I stand for
Having every damn gun ain't no way we gon' run outta ammo
Ride that sh*t, baby you a animal
And sometimes I wanna disappear just like a phantom
We gon' pop a n*gga trap they call me daryl bandit
All the sh*t that I'm workin for this sh*t not handed
Hmm, I swear to god that I'm not afraid to f*cking die, mmm
(I swear to god that I'm not afraid to f*cking die)
[Outro]
DJ PHAT
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