"Rent Due" lyrics
"Rent Due"
In murder talk, my shottas scorin'
We was block influence, but that's honestly how I was ruined
Nigga got thirty-three like I was Ewing
If he ain't solid, then we not congruent
Cut off all the leeches and the opportunists
You stepped out of bounds when I said not to do it
Fuck droppin' music, I'm out tryna drop a opp from shootin'
Use they pain for my amusement, 12 came, then I was clueless
Knew the lane wasn't safe that I was choosin'
No ID him, Glock take off his face, can't have the proper viewin'
It's straight numbers wise and that's how we gon' lose when we divided
A few up in them cages, still got killers loose, but free the guys
Advised them 'bout the danger, like, "Watch how you move when we outside"
Them boys can't score, but they keep tryin' like they refuse to be denied
Too solid, expose 'em, how? I know some demons that take your soul and smile
Hit blocks before him, control the crowd
Blowin' smoke, that's why your soul was found
Thuggin' with my dogs while I cheddar chase, I roll with hounds
So please don't step up in my way, just go around
Wake your block up, 4-O was loud, get up close and baow
I got used to swimmin' with them sharks, now I'm too cold to drown
Life get rough, it ain't no time out, you gotta hold it down
Shit whooped my ass and I ain't have nobody in my corner throwin' the towel
When you hard-headed, learn shit the hard way, figured out these hoes was foul
Bro fightin' a body, I told him to wait it out, but he wanna go to trial
Doin' this shit for my brothers that's over the clouds, I hope you proud
I was told never fold and hold your ground, I took a oath and vowed
I put the block on my back and I used to be dead weight
No, I won't, makin' a dollar was just in the way still'll post up every day
My soldiers dyin', the only time, I cried, it gave me headaches
Gotta stay dangerous, fuck tryna play it safe 'cause we want every face
Sorry God, but these just feel like problems I can't pray away
It's so many opps that lead ate, I'm duckin' a fair case
I won't speak on that, but he got whacked, only thing I can say
Throwin' B's and slam rakes, we dropped the G in our handshake
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album:
"HOOD POET (Black Heart Edition)" (2025)
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