Commission lyrics

[Chorus: Neek Bucks]
If you ain't one of mine, I ain't f*ckin' with you n*ggas
I'm still posted in the trenches with the drip that's sendin' hitters
Not to mention my n*ggas been in commission for a minute
Talkin' bread was your intentions
You ain't gang, you ain't my n*gga
Talkin' 'bout touchin' mine like, "Pull the trigger, that boy finished"
If you tuck in my trill, that boy a million dollar n*gga
Yeah, we still in the field, a n*gga playin', we gon' hit 'em
Them my n*ggas for real
Yeah, H4 we in the building
Lot of gang sh*t, gang

[Verse 1: Neek Bucks]
I will never testify
How the f*ck am I gon' ever look my brothers in the eye?
And they got my lil' n*gga, I'm screamin' "f*ck the other side"
Still a n*gga momma cry
I been dreamin' homicide
Get some work and hit the road
It's so much love for my n*ggas
That n*gga Banko killed like 50 since he touched, that's my n*gga
And I'm involved in any tension that's involvin' my n*ggas
When they was broke, sh*t, I was broke
And I was starvin' right with 'em
Lot of gang sh*t
Kinda far ahead from all the sh*t that you on
Just been jumpin' out that foreign in that new Saint Laurent
And got your b*tch all on my di*k, I asked her what shoes she want
I gotta do it 'cause these n*ggas want me broke and not on
I gotta ball, baby
No foldin' up, I'm standin' tall, baby
We left them out, we brought the small 80
Ay, f*ck them b*tches, dog, they all shady
Gang
A lot of gang sh*t
All this sucker sh*t, I just been standin' above
Different bucket 'round this time, sh*t, we ain't showin' no love
Spent some time away from the homies, I been focusin' up
And got some b*tches in the [?] talkin' 'bout openin' up
[Chorus: Neek Bucks]
If you ain't one of mine, I ain't f*ckin' with you n*ggas
I'm still posted in the trenches with the drip that's sendin' hitters
Not to mention my n*ggas been in commission for a minute
Talkin' bread was your intentions
You ain't gang, you ain't my n*gga
Talkin' 'bout touchin' mine like, "Pull the trigger, that boy finished"
If you tuck in my trill, that boy a million dollar n*gga
Yeah, we still in the field, a n*gga playin', we gon' hit 'em
Them my n*ggas for real
Yeah, H4 we in the building
Lot of gang sh*t

[Verse 2: Cory Gunz]


[Chorus: Neek Bucks]
If you ain't one of mine, I ain't f*ckin' with you n*ggas
I'm still posted in the trenches with the drip that's sendin' hitters
Not to mention my n*ggas been in commission for a minute
Talkin' bread was your intentions
You ain't gang, you ain't my n*gga
Talkin' 'bout touchin' mine like, "Pull the trigger, that boy finished"
If you tuck in my trill, that boy a million dollar n*gga
Yeah, we still in the field, a n*gga playin', we gon' hit 'em
Them my n*ggas for real
Yeah, H4 we in the building
Lot of gang sh*t
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