Dangerous lyrics

by

Rossa



I sit in silence going apesh*t
Yeah, yeah
Just sit in silence going apesh*t

Baby the 0, the 1, and the 5
Made a thug wassup?
What's all this talk?
Why n*ggas testing us?
They must not know how we rocking dawg
It's dangerous

'Cause when I talk that talk n*gga
I'm backing it up
I walk that walk n*gga
I'm taking this far
And when I talk that talk n*gga
I'm backing it up
I walk that walk n*gga
I'm taking this far

I'm not worried about much
I'm filling my pouch
After all of this time
You n*ggas still out of touch
I went to hell dressed in black
I came back with racks
Survivors know what I'm talking about
This ain't from a text
Its getting hotter down here
All this talks of blowing getting real
Work is sounding scary down here
I spent winter writing slappers on the real

Baby the 0, thе 1, and the 5
Made a thug wassup?
What's all this talk?
Why n*ggas testing us?
Thеy must not know how we rocking dawg
It's dangerous

'Cause when I talk that talk n*gga
I'm backing it up
I walk that walk n*gga
I'm taking this far
And when I talk that talk n*gga
I'm backing it up
I walk that walk n*gga
I'm taking this far

They must not what we on
The sound so immaculate
I get high off these joints
I feel like on God on these songs
Giving out pressure
I never miss with these drops
My therapy has been rapping about the sh*t that goes on
Its getting hotter down here
All this talks of blowing getting real
Work is sounding scary down here
I spent winter writing slappers on the real

Baby the 0, and the 1, and the 5
Made a thug wassup?
Don't be testing us
It's dangerous

The third verse active you know how we acting

Soft life calling up my phone like 'where you at?'
Every time I close my eyes I see myself inside that Benz
Or a Phantom and a Range, with a Patek on my hand
These are things I really fantasize about to no end
To think we made this in a shack with a feeling of a pad
To think we made this in the trap where I used to sell some gas
That sh*t helped me cover rent but it made no difference
Nowadays I'm in the J trying to figure out myself
Watching Black and K, they spreading out some thousands on the desk
I watched Loner catch himself like maybe half of it that day
A25 was making trips with all the equipment that we had
I wouldn't known if I was that if it wasn't for them men
I got soft like calling up my phone like 'where you at?'
In the back making tracks these will fly right off the shelf
Every time I close my eyes I see myself inside that pad
And that mansion on the hills, that G-wagen matte'd black
Nowadays bills are piling and this sh*t been getting strange
It made even question if I want this sh*t as bad
But you're listening to this track guess you know I want it bad
And all my brothers want it bad so you know we ain't playing
My girl in love with finer things that sh*t like pressure in a way
Sometimes I sit and wonder if I'll ever give her that
Or will I ever live the life that I talked about with friends
Or will ever make enough just to take care of the fam
I just wonder if I can
I just wonder if I can
f*ck it man I know I can do it
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