"STILL AIN'T PUT MY PISTOL DOWN" lyrics
Mozzy & EST Gee Lyrics
Hold up, flexin' on that bitch
FOREVEROLLING
Still ain't put my pistol down
Still ain't got it figured out
50K to bring him home, they still ain't let my nigga out
We who niggas whisper 'bout
Why you bring that bitch around?
I know homies in the pen, hot, you got that snitch around
Fuck a nigga, dig him out, proper way to feel about it
Half the hood hate a nigga, I ain't in my feelings about it
Think of Skeem and buy a pint, crack another, seal about it
Bro was one of them, acknowledge that, be a real one about it
Crazy how we made a way
Carved it out and paved a way
Highest rank, it's safe to say
Taking shit day-for-day
Aunty said I need to pray
Not only that, I need a K
Who gon' take a trip about the Mozzy (Yeah), if niggas leave me spanked? (Yeah)
Thoughts I try hard not to think, no emotions on my face
Learn to drive and yank, most my militia gone a decade straight
Police puts my new beef word together, they want me out the way
Unrealistic, getting me killed for just a little hundred K
Don G, new era, new king, that's what the trenches say
Little niggas don't be learning from words, you gotta demonstrate
You crazy thinking you gon' take my place and not participate
Car park turned off when I'm waiting, patient for your mistake
Soon as, not a second late
Knock a chunk out nigga's face
Family gather for to see you, shoot it like a prom date
Grown-man game, these little boys think they ready for it
All I hear they dead, I RSVP'd with the devil for 'em
They lied saying you don't know the time because I set it for 'em
All us move on one accord, you just talk and never do it
Bow my head, pray to the Lord
Please, don't make nobody that I can't afford
The difference how we built, I pray not to miss, not forgiveness for it
FOREVEROLLING
Still ain't put my pistol down
Still ain't got it figured out
50K to bring him home, they still ain't let my nigga out
We who niggas whisper 'bout
Why you bring that bitch around?
I know homies in the pen, hot, you got that snitch around
Fuck a nigga, dig him out, proper way to feel about it
Half the hood hate a nigga, I ain't in my feelings about it
Think of Skeem and buy a pint, crack another, seal about it
Bro was one of them, acknowledge that, be a real one about it
Crazy how we made a way
Carved it out and paved a way
Highest rank, it's safe to say
Taking shit day-for-day
Aunty said I need to pray
Not only that, I need a K
Who gon' take a trip about the Mozzy (Yeah), if niggas leave me spanked? (Yeah)
Thoughts I try hard not to think, no emotions on my face
Learn to drive and yank, most my militia gone a decade straight
Police puts my new beef word together, they want me out the way
Unrealistic, getting me killed for just a little hundred K
Don G, new era, new king, that's what the trenches say
Little niggas don't be learning from words, you gotta demonstrate
You crazy thinking you gon' take my place and not participate
Car park turned off when I'm waiting, patient for your mistake
Soon as, not a second late
Knock a chunk out nigga's face
Family gather for to see you, shoot it like a prom date
Grown-man game, these little boys think they ready for it
All I hear they dead, I RSVP'd with the devil for 'em
They lied saying you don't know the time because I set it for 'em
All us move on one accord, you just talk and never do it
Bow my head, pray to the Lord
Please, don't make nobody that I can't afford
The difference how we built, I pray not to miss, not forgiveness for it
