Vindictive lyrics

[Intro]
JayBurkin
No cap
Kayyo, look

[Hook]
Won't let em' mistake me or shake me or bake me
The gutter gon' make me or break me or take me
I roll with some n*ggas who packing .380's
Cause sh*t getting crazy ain't leaving they babies no way (x2)
Cause sh*t getting crazy ain't leaving they
Won't let em' mistake me or shake me or bake me
The gutter gon' make me or break me or take me
I roll with somе n*ggas who packing .380's
Cause sh*t getting crazy ain't leaving thеy babies
You tell them to tighten up n*ggas ain't right enough
Home ain't fight enough come through and bite him up
Heard that his gang was the type that a pipe him up
They must ain't know we the type that a light him up

[Verse]
You ever look at your block and just get you this feeling like sh*t ain't gon' ever be right
Argue with one of my n*ggas he gave me this feeling like f*ck em' we never was tight
Man you never was right and that sh*t that you did in the dark
It'll eventually come to the light, better get you a pipe
Cause them n*ggas get jealous, forget you they homie, then move out of spite
I was down for the fight til them n*ggas had lined me
I spat out my teeth in the middle of a robbery
I got on my feet then my homie had shot me
Was thinking about beef this pot ain't no broccoli
That sh*t couldn't stop me, they did that sh*t sloppy
Too many mistakes in the past and they got me
Just know it's a case in my hands I was fighting
Just know I stayed low with my strap til I dropped em'
Just cause he a n*gga that empty his gat don't mean that he loyal
I'm telling you facts, pay me attention I said on the steps
When I jumped off the porch I knew what they expect
n*ggas ain't loyal and n*ggas ain't for you
And when you get money them n*ggas hate on you
An O in the pot and I'm watching it boil
Just thinking about death when he hitting that corner
I hope I don't make it to see him, if you riding then buckle your seatbelt
Throw the whip til it look like a seashell, and that glizzy gon' holla like Ezel
And the people that ask for the most, they ain't ever around on that day that you need help
And that's why I be keeping my distance from all of them n*ggas won't get into details
But you know the feeling when all of yo n*ggas be chilling and they really want what you get and see y'all wasn't with it
Crazy, I had me a vision that one of them n*ggas was itching to get what I had in the cut
f*ck it I'm bagging it up then was gone in a matter of what, it was twisting they guts, n*ggas the sickest and nuts and that's crazy, don't know who to trust
[Hook]
Won't let em' mistake me or shake me or bake me
The gutter gon' make me or break me or take me
I roll with some n*ggas who packing .380's
Cause sh*t getting crazy ain't leaving they babies no way (x2)
Cause sh*t getting crazy ain't leaving they
Won't let em' mistake me or shake me or bake me
The gutter gon' make me or break me or take me
I roll with some n*ggas who packing .380's
Cause sh*t getting crazy ain't leaving they babies
You tell them to tighten up n*ggas ain't right enough
Homie ain't fight enough come through and bite him up
Heard that his gang was the type that a pipe him up
They must ain't know we the type that a light him up

[Verse 2]
Look I done been through the motions
Before I was drippy I had on a dinky but now I look like I done came out the ocean
Told them that I was gon' make it they giggled and daddled but now they be lettin' it soak in
Been through the craziest sh*t that a regular n*gga wouldn't never be able to cope with
Fronted you all of them circles the time you was drowning
And you needed something to float with
Tell me the sh*t that I get in return
n*ggas to kill and some bridges to burn
Brodie gon' put what's his name in the urn
Really my circle got tighter the virgin vagina cause n*ggas be f*cking with sherms
People gon' do what they want then they put on a front like you never was waiting your turn, haters a germ
Smelling the death in air, 33 hang out the nina
She full of them demons they setting up musical chairs
Roll up a strain of sativa then call up a diva
You know that she coming prepared
All of that sh*t that you said in your rap man I know it's a cap, and I never was scared, n*ggas had spin how they knew I was there
sh*t never made sense, all of this sh*t that we doing gon' get us a view but f*ck it, it pay rent
The moment I ain't have my blicky some n*ggas had sticked me I know how the game went
Just know when you see me you gon' have to leave me like really cuz I'm on the same sh*t, and n*ggas get hit with the same clip
[Outro]
Got me f*cked up, that's something for them
Vindictive n*gga!

JayBurkin