The Gotti Blu “On The Radar” Freestyle lyrics

PART I

Intro:
When i talking, shut up and just listen
I've been crying, im all on my feelings
(when i talking, shut up and just)

Chorus:
When i talking, shut up and just listen
I've been crying, im all on my feelings
Nobody know this pain that im feeling
Grab my gun and go straight to the drilling
Im talking my pain, so i know you goin feel it
I lost Naz, he was one of the realest (R.I.P Naz)
He told me stay focused and stay on my pivot
But i made him a promise to get out the trenches
Ain't now way i can lack for a civ (word to bro)
Ain't now way i can lack for a b*tch
{?}, duece, and i get me a fifth
When i slide through your block dont run ,dont trip (dont trip)
When i think about you i get sick
You did me so wrong, I can't love me a b*tch
Like why put my trust in a b*tch
We can f*ck one time and avoide that sh*t

Verse:
Im a man i commite when im wrong, but two wrongs dont makе it right
I be up, thinking that night, thinking about what i done been through in life
Whеn i get in my back, I just sit there and write
Free Flock, you my brother for life
Just saying free you, man that sh*t get me tight
When you come home, we going do what we like
Get a BNB just for the night, bottles and b*tches and sh*t that we like
I told bro we goin do this sh*t right
Dont tryna flock casue we taking your life
We Dumping On Anything, Flocking on site
The sh*t that we do is not for the hype
This who im, This is my life, no i won't change, im thuging for life
Hook:
(n*gga,R.I.P the bros n*gga, free all the bros n*gga, R.I.P JB Balla n*gga, everything for Jayrip n*gga, everything for C-HII n*gga , you know how the f*ck we coming)

Chorus:
When i talking, shut up and just listen
I've been crying, im all on my feelings
Nobody know this pain that im feeling
Grab my gun and go straight to the drilling
Im talking my pain, so i know you goin feel it
I lost Naz, he was one of the realest (R.I.P Naz)
He told me stay focused and stay on my pivot
But i made him a promise to get out the trenches
Ain't now way i can lack for a civ
Ain't now way i can lack for a b*tch
{?}, duece, and i get me a fifth
When i slide through your block dont run ,dont trip (dont trip)
When i think about you i get sick
You did me so wrong, I can't love me a b*tch
Like why put my trust in a b*tch
We can f*ck one time and avoide that sh*t

Outro:
(Im a man i commite when im wrong, but two wrongs dont make it right
I be up, thinking that night, thinking about what i done been through in life)

PART II
Intro:
(Please dont give up on me, please dont give up on me
I know this life can get scary but please dont switch up on me)

Chorus:
I be getting real high, but still be feeling low
I got nobody to talk to when i be feeling low
And i dont trust nobody, I rather be alone
Let me tell you how i feel, just dont tell me how to feel
I done lost my bros to the field, how im supposed to feel?
Murder on my mind when i think, i just wanna kill
I be high sometimes, but {?}
And my heart so cold (i dont feel none)
Bro told me to chill (i got no chill button)
And i know that im chosen, i feel like they coming
And i know they wondring why im still buggin
I know this life can get crazy, thats why im still thugging

Refrain:
(Just please dont give up on me, please dont give up on me
I know this life can get scary but please dont switch up on me)

Verse 1:
I knew a n*gga who once said that will he never fold
Then he went on a drill, and then that n*gga told
Like how could you do that, we was just sharing clothes
You made me open up my eyes, and close that backdoor, like damn
Do you know what it feel like to lose your mans?
To a b*tch ass n*gga who took the stance
You not my brother, you not my dog, you not my mans
So dont be reaching out your motherf*cking hands (word)
Refrain:
(Please dont give up on me
I know this life can get scary but please dont switch up on me
Please dont give up on me, please dont give up on me
[?],please dont switch up on me)

Verse 2:
If you talking about Nazzy, we get to sliding
Bullets flying, bodies dropping, mamas crying
We them deal babies with, we never hiding
Forver sliding, forver riding
I be posting with demons who be on timing
And i won't ever trust a b*tch, casue they be lying
And it be hard for me to sleep, casue i be crying
Hearing sirens, thinking bout you Ryan
(he was only 13, watch over me)

Outro:
I be getting real high, but still be feeling low
I got nobody to talk to when i be feeling low
And i dont trust nobody, I rather be alone
Let me tell you how i feel, just dont tell me how to feel