Young Pappy Excuse Me

Bandana

Bandana said double g I dun told mutha fuckas don’t fuck with me everything designer plus my bitch designed up

What else

I got bags bitch

Nigga every body got cash bitch

My niggas everybody gone lag bitch

Trues off my ass they saggin

What else

I’m from the pole

Thar’s where its cold

You could get froze

Niggas know, bitches know

Where its cold you’ll get froze

I came to wake niggas up

Cause they sleep on us

Niggas blow hard cause we don’t trust

Put op away if they sneak on us

Catch a op, wack a op

Don’t speak just buss

Niggas go hard cause speak we must

Niggas go hard cause we think we just

My niggas so hard we’ll leave that dust

Nigga

Damn right about that

If a nigga want smoke

We’ll light up his hat

Niggas gone smoke cause he’ll write about that

I resolve to the pipe I ain’t never gone stress

And niggas gone joke cause they’ll laugh about that

Freaky

I’m feeling on some hazy shit

Got feeling like I’m feelin on some lazy shit

And if money make a nigga do some crazy shit

Well I’m crazy in love with that crazy bitch

I go and get it cause a nigga never gave me shit

I got plugged money cause I wasn’t raised for this

I got dumb money cause I wasn’t made for this

I got love for money cause I was always made for this

I’m ridin around my side of town

And my op niggas wanna come bring me down

These fuck niggas wanna come play around

I got plugs nigga, so don’t run from a nigga

And I got love from a nigga go show for me nigga

My momma got me goin home for niggas

Go run from a nigga

PBG that’s my click

I just made a dvd with yo bitch

Yo ho like evie eve she so thick

You go home and give her a kiss she so sick

Boy I got everything that want

I am everything that you not

Yo hoes just imitating my swag cause I’m everything that you not

Goofy

Young Pappy Old Slaves

When that 8 pop shorty face drop we make Blake Block with a face-shot (Die Lzz)

Mask up they investigate get that case dropped like the plate hot when that Mac, Tech, and that K rock, leave bullet holes in that tank top my block banging off straight rocks no blow up nigga that’s straight drop

Wack shit for a livin’ nigga leave a nigga body in the river nigga I don’ give a fuck how you feelin’ nigga so many tens you can give a nigga

Shorty actin’ real tough but he now damn well its that liquor nigga (Better sit the fuck down) I’m Jessie White with this pipe cause once I strike homie it a

Flip a nigga

Body bag gone zip a nigga, ambulance gotta get the nigga, hollows in the tip of the nigga like a stripper nigga but forget the niggas

Let’s talk about them bitches man swear to God boy I got so many, me and you ain’t in the same boat so yo main ho wanna role with me when ever or where ever I go shorty wanna go with me, when ever or where ever I blow $pazz gon blow with me

And that’s straight baskets for you stray faggots boy I’m going crazy like strait jackets (Craaaay) Lotta cash ion gotta brag ball so hard niggas can’t hack it but my style switching like every track, go pick a bit from like every rack, niggas book streets just free me lil’ midnight and hurry back, drill season that’s just the time they invited us for the second time, told ya’ll for the second time wanna be my hater bitch step in line, she eat me up like its breakfast time I dun fucked you bitch like seven times she dun sucked my dick like seven times she give me top when I fuck like every-time hol up wait

(2 Cups) Yeah that bitch a King Louie fan she all on my dick cause I’m playing that shit (Louie)

Niggas know I don’t be playing dat shit when I up it I’m gon get to spraying that bitch [Gun sounds]

I left the house with $pazz on me we popped out so I bought the tray and left the K in that bitch man I just wanna fuck you can stay with that bitch after that I ain’t got shit to say to that bitch

Niggas know and bitches know say the name of the gang and then these bitches go

Ain’t nun but the taste in ha mouth of the foam ain’t nothin to change in this game but the score FUCK

And fuck Lil Foe (On the boss) niggas like damn he go… Nuts get hit in yo shit if you don’t do it look like folks got hit nigga on what?

GANGGG

Young Pappy Bussin’ 2’a – 4’s

Wait Hold on

I be on the pole where its too cold (Where its freezing)

I be on the pole too turned bussin’ two 4’s (Where my brother Dutty at)

Its two of everything for my brother so I got two hoes (Where Dutty at)

We got all these poles

On the road doing all these shows (Wait hold on)

I be on the pole where its too cold (Where its freezing)

I be on the pole too turned bussin’ two 4’s

Its two of everything for my brother so I got two hoes (All white like Mensa)

We got all these poles

On the road doing all these shows

I be on the pole where its too cold (Where its freezing)

I be on the pole too turned bussin’ two 4’s

Its two of everything for my brother so I got two hoes (Hold on)

We got all these poles

On the road doing all these shows

I be on the pole too turned bussin’ two 4’s

Never lackin’ packin’ two poles

Bitch I’m a shooter Kobe 2-4

They say I always see you on the Ave

Make it seem like its all that you know

I stay smoking that gas

Seem like 93 is all that you smoke

That’s that

Real dope

I smoke till I can’t smoke no more

Made her drink two cups

She like boy if I drink two more that’s four

I say I do drugs

So pass it to me if you don’t want no more

Told her I’m Young Pappy

She act like she didn’t even want to go no more

She know a real nigga when she see one

Told me how her man really really want to be one

You got bands Lil’ nigga let me see some

Lil’ homie you a fan really really want a feature

She brought her friend caus she really want a three sum

Lil’ homie shook my hand caus he really want to be something

I brought my fan caus I’m thirsty to heat something

Lil’ homie if you scared go to church see a preacher or something

She requested more lessons

She always be stressing how much I be teaching her something

Broke I am not when I walked on the lot

She was looking like I was finna lease it or something

You can have her back caus I only want the neck

Why you actin like I was finna keep her or something

They say I be fresh why the fuck you be dressed

Like its finna be Easter or something

I be on the pole where its too cold (Where its freezing)

I be on the pole too turned bussin’ two 4’s

Its two of everything for my brother so I got two hoes (Two Cups)

We got all these poles

On the road doing all these shows (All white like Mensa)

I be on the pole where its too cold (Where its freezing)

I be on the pole too turned bussin’ two 4’s (Hold on)

Its two of everything for my brother so I got two hoes (All white like Mensa)

We got all these poles

On the road doing all these shows

I’m paid now

Shorty I’m paid now

You don’t see me on the block everyday now

You don’t see me with no Glock’s

We got K’s now

Not just one, two but three shots

See how Blake smile

Turn that bitch right up side down

See how Blake frown

Riding round my side of town

You’ll get chased down

I know you cute but put yo ass up

And yo face down

They know for Pooh Bear we go crazy

We don’t play round

I be on the pole where its too cold (Where its freezing)

I be on the pole too turned bussin’ two 4’s (Two 4’s)

Its two of everything for my brother so I got two hoes (Two Cups)

We got all these poles (These poles)

On the road doing all these shows (These shows)

I be on the pole where its too cold (Where its freezing)

I be on the pole too turned bussin’ two 4’s (Two 4’s)

Its two of everything for my brother so I got two hoes (All white like Mensa)

We got all these poles

On the road doing all these shows (Wait hold on)

Take it easy ‘fore you end up like Teezy

Take it easy ‘fore you end up like Teezy hold on

Take it easy ‘fore you end up like Teezy hold on

Take it easy ‘fore you end up like Teezy hold on

Take it easy ‘fore you end up like Teezy

Take it easy

Take it easy ‘fore you end up like Teezy hold on

Take it easy

Take it easy ‘fore you end up like Teezy hold on

Man free Lil’ Sav and Sheen he was toting that gleezy

Young Pappy Faneto

Gang gang gang gang in this bitch gang in this bitch gang gang gang take your bitch nigga

Hold up ayeeee ayeeee ayeeeee gang in this bitch gang in this bitch gang gang gang 616 nigga

[Chorus:]

I’m a Lil hot nigga in a steamer nigga riding with that Nina nigga said I’m feining nigga

Don’t wanna put a 30 in it I’m like I don’t it nigga you tweaking nigga where the fuck is

Munchie I ain’t see him nigga tell em nigga all that shit you talking you ain’t mean it

Nigga (cuz you dead now)! BU roll that shit up that shit wreakin nigga when we roll up

Your ass will get smoked if you tweaking nigga they gone have to find you like nemo (find nemo [x2])

I just came from down there with Kemo hold on hold on

Bitch I’m Young Pappy I get on ya ass

Let that Nina blast

Tryna rob me they like hell nahj

Boy he be with Spazz

Do a hit snatch extra Spazz

Do the dirty dash

Switching lanes wait bro do a stain

You think folks finna crash

They like wait

Lil bro slow down while we riding through uptown (hold up)

We might have to go and blow McDonald’s down (hold up)

Potato barrel that bitch make not a sound (hold up)

Two three shots he hit the floor don’t need a lot of rounds (boom boooomm)

I smoke Teezy by the pound

Block that bitch if I’m lying bitch I’m not around

Rico D Way with that k he love that chopper sound

Hit your block we fire off shots even if the cops around

[Chorus]

I just hit a stain on a OC (ounce of coke)

Bitch we smoke that thang that’s that OG (dopey dope)

I been in the game but I ain’t saying I’m no OG (hold up)

But I still beat your ass like OG

Its light tank behind this bitch I’m riding solo key

I press the button this bicth ride without no key

He like miss pappy I’m like bicth you don’t know me

Better Google my name lil nigga I bet your bitch know me

Where’s my faneto they like turn that Keef shit off that shit so weak

Nigga ride down Hazelwood and I’ll pick niggas off

That’s shit so shit TFG, PBG

Lil head white boy y’all ass team why ya so deep (hold up)

Ayeeee

We gone make you bop just like Lil Foe

He gone catch a shot just like Lil Foe (hold up)

Young Pappy Acapella

I just dropped “2 Cups Pt. 1”

And “2 Day” just passed

Now I’m finna drop “2 Cups Pt. 2”

(2 Cups)

But that’s still not enough shorty, try me if you tough shorty

I ain’t got to buss, I pay a husk to get you tucked shorty

My shorties be thirsty cause they know I did too much shorty

They shoot for 2 Cups and they ain’t even know 2 Cups shorty

You could ask my pops, I ain’t never gave a fuck shorty

Silence on my Glock a few shots bet you hush shorty

Face shots say fuck a casket cremate, em’ dust shorty

Pockets full of dead presidents like Mt. Rush shorty

I ain’t never ever in my life been for none shorty

We grew up with knifes and had fights for our fun shorty

Taught to tote pipes, we see lights and we run shorty

My kids on her tongue, she like we might have a son shorty

I’m like is you dumb shorty, don’t you know my name shorty

They say I’m a menace to society like Caine shorty

I need everything shorty, you look like a stain shorty

Fuck easing the pain, I catch a op I might hang shorty

They let me off paper shorty, I swear I can take it shorty

They like you go crazy Young Pap, yo lil’ ass gone make it shorty

I ask for some sloppy top, I don’t see why you naked shorty

Can I get some top or naw, I don’t have time to cake it shorty

They like who yo competition, don’t know what that is shorty

You could ask my opposition, they know what we did shorty

Muchie roll up that Munchy cause we don’t smoke no mid shorty

This shit called death, and I ain’t talking ’bout yo ears shorty

I don’t do no dance, got this .40 in my pants shorty

Purple got me slurring, she like I can’t understand shorty

It’s 2015, fuck I look like throwing hands shorty

He must think I’m playing shorty, you better get yo mans shorty

I’m all white like Mensa shorty

She all white like Mensa shorty

We all white like Mensa shorty

This for you 2 Cups, we miss you shorty

Say that ain’t yo bitch, when she with me you make it a issue shorty

Nigga you don’t make no sense, she sucked my dick and you let her kiss you shorty

Young Pappy Chiraq

Applying that pressure on niggas

Niggas want me to stop (yeaaaaa)

I ain’t stopping for no nigga (the real chiraq) fuck

I will not stop for you bitch niggas how can I

Why would I stop for you hoe ass niggas

I got my Glock for the vice nigga

Don’t have me let off some shots at you hoe ass niggas

I do not rap just to diss nigga

This is my life please get off my dick nigga

Bitch I been in this since the 06′ nigga

How can I stop that don’t make no sense nigga (ok)

Now I got that off my chest nigga

You could stop flexing you know I’m the best nigga (fuck)

If I keep it I don’t need no vest nigga that 44 bull dogIm a vet nigga

Be this way till they put me to rest nigga

Either that or still I’m under arrest nigga

Put that gun to your mouth like its crest nigga

Show up to your address that’s how I address niggas

If you catch me in traffic then blow nigga

Don’t be shooting unless you gonna score nigga

You wanna be my opp fuck is you slow nigga

You will get shot just like them other four niggas

I smoke 93 I don’t smoke dro nigga

Only sip purple and pink when I pour nigga

I do not have these guns just for show nigga

You will get dropped just like your PO nigga

Niggas sneak dissing calling me hoe nigga

See me in person act like I’m your bro nigga

What they don’t get is that I don’t need no niggas

See you in person act like I don’t know niggas

I been doing this shit way before niggas

Out here like I ain’t got nowhere else to go nigga

We got weed we got crack we got blow nigga

2 for 15 everything for the low nigga

When you lackin’ don’t put on no show nigga

This shit I’m rappin’ bout I’m a just show niggas

Everyone wanna be chief

But I’m a be the one to take you out ya glo nigga

Folks say kill Chiraq (what)

Hotter than Montana 300 Kill Chiraq?

Tell folks I’m a kill Chiraq

Make Lil Herb fuck around throw his Chi back (fuck)

Boy I’m from the real Chiraq

We catch more bodies than the real Iraq

Know a real nigga that still shot back

Caught one to his neck and he still got whacked

Know a couple niggas that’s trained to go

That will bang the four till your brains will show

Run on up a nigga let the bangers go

Know his block name all he famous for

From the north pole boy I’m with that shit

And I got it for em just admit that shit

I’m the man around my side of town

Any hoe I want I could get that bitch

Niggas be woofin’ I say fuck em

Bitches be all in my business can’t trust em

Same niggas I use to fuck with

And who I grew up with

They hating cause they know I’m up next

All of you niggas is suspect

Take off leaving all of you lil niggas upset

Talking bout all of you niggas

I’m screaming fuck all of you niggas

But fuck that shit let’s switch the subject

Cooling with insane but say they my shorties

Catch you with that bag and they take that

With they righteous [?] they move it [?] its ajax

Send my bitch to find out where you stay at

We catch you and wet ya ass up like some latex

I guess that’s where you gon lay at

You must be a card cause lil homie don’t play that (get it?)

All of my niggas be with it

Take you out ya glory if you think you with it

I’ve put in work since the beginning

They caught they first body fuck they think they with it?

The shit we invented talk about all the shit we done did it

We catch bodies as God as our witness

If you not from Uptown

Then stay out our business (ON FOLKS!)

But I ain’t got a merch

I’m tired niggas talking bout can they get a verse (nooo)

Shawty she on me she fucking and sucking

And all she ask for in return is her purse

And that’s fine with me

I do hits by myself

Ain’t no nigga gon spend that time with me

I keep that nine one me

I don’t need no extendo

3 shots tip you over like we playing limbo

[?] my roll is a lambo my bitch is a nympho

I’m smoking on endo

I do that time cause I don’t give off info

If I get that membo I bet its semptembo

TFG PBG that is my favo

So free my bro Nicky and rip Inno

Don’t play them games I’m not Nintendo

Stay away from them lames who I cannot depend on

Know a couple niggas that’s trained to go

That will bang the four till your brains will show

Run on up a nigga let the bangers go

Know his block name all he famous for (Lil Foe!)

From the north pole boy I’m with that shit

And I got it for em just admit that shit

I’m the man around my side of town

Any hoe I want I could get that bitch (Period!)

Young Pappy Phones

2 Cups

2 Blunts

Shorty ass tweaked

Don’t be dumb

Wait hold on

Who the fuck is this on my line this time?

Broke bitch I ain’t got a dime this time

Talking bout you pregnant, girl you lying this time

Cause I know I strapped up

Boy it’s real in the field so you know I’m strapped up

It’s real when all the raw niggas getting clapped up

Know it’s real when to own nigga getting clapped up

And he die right next to you

Turn the savage up, do a drill what he next to do

Boy that pole ain’t real who you flexing too

Girl I just want some top, I ain’t sexting you

See I’ll pass on that, gas on deck, money 3 gas

I’ll smash on that

Let them free spazz and I’ll spazz on the track

I ain’t never been a hoe, I’ll blast on pap, on Pooh Bear

Knock Knock on your door like who there put

The pole to his face like you there

Try to move out the way take two there

Nigga I’m too real, nigga it’s too rare

Don’t wanna cross a nigga like me hoe

Send shots I ain’t talking about free throw

Smoke rock I ain’t talking bout C4

He talking about keno, he talking about rocket man

Got me higher then a rocket man, 30 on me I’ll pop it man

Ppg got a plug, no socket man, man that’s gang

Niggas know how we rocking man, I ain’t flodging man

Got Got like 17 pairs of trues right now in my closet (designer)

Got Gucci, got Louie, got Robins

2 cups, 2 blunts, 2 mollies

I do drugs shorty so ion even remember

The last time I fucked shorty

Talking about you pregnant you can get off my line

So you must be drunk shorty

On my life

I ain’t for none shorty

On my life

On my baby though

I ain’t for none

On my life

Fuck wrong

Wait wait hold on

Who the fuck on my line this time?

A unknown number calling it’s probably my P.O so I ain’t gonna decline this time

Hello

(Pap you a bitch when I catch you imma nail you that’s on my homie nigga)

What? Boy fuck yo homie nigga I’m in traffic right now with it on me nigga

So come get up it with me

Matter of fact

Where you at? Ima get up with you

Ion give a fuck who you with

They getting hit up with you

The ambulance pick you up they getting picked up with you

Cause I ain’t missing not none of these

Nigga you ain’t getting one you getting some of these

Nigga I do hits that shit fun to me

Nigga can’t say shit about what he done to me

I got shot, my homie got changed right in front of me

Then Keno die (Keno) then Munchy die (Munchy)

A couple niggas got hit up (boom)

And they lucky they ass still alive

So get off my phone

I don’t know whats wrong

A nigga talking about he wanna do a song

I think he tryna set a nigga up

But you know I ain’t going

Tell that fuck nigga leave me alone

Wait hold on

Fuck wrong with these niggas man

These niggas funny as hell

Wait hold on

Go get some fucking money man

My shit clapping on my baby though

Who the fuck is this on my line this time?

What up bro they call me Mac

Man I’m trying get a feature

Well you know I’m finna tax nigga how much you got

I got 650

Nigga I need 7

Come on Bro work with me

Ight send it to western union

Send the beat to my email

Send it to my yahoo, I don’t give out my gmail

I know a motherfucker know me from the old me I ain’t even saying it like Imma OG

Put in work by myself nigga fuck 4 deep

Do a drill in with a bandana on fuck low key

Nigga we be so deep, on the block

Selling hard we pop out 3 o’clock

All the way to the grave yard

My brother told me

Work hard, play hard, got shells for these niggas that just wanna play hard

Wait hold on

Young Pappy 2 Of Everything

[Young Pappy:]

(“Wait, wait, wait hol’ on! “)

Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups

A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck

Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain’t give two fucks

About no nigga, I treat niggas like I’m Ku Klux

That mean I don’t hang with ’em!

Nah, I don’t bang with ’em!

It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything he think, nigga

Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups

A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck

Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain’t give two fucks

About no nigga, I treat niggas like I’m Ku Klux

That mean I don’t hang with ’em!

Nah, I don’t bang with ’em!

It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything he think, nigga

Wait, wait slow me up, I ain’t with that bullshit

Pour me up another time, now I’m on that bullshit

They say I turned savage I used to be on some cool shit

They must got me confused with the niggas I was cool with shooting shit

I kept shit a ‘hunnid since I been a young

I’m used to having nothing that’s why I do all this stunting Niggas who I beef with they don’t tweak cause they know how I’m coming

He dead on me, he run up on me, must be high off something

I don’t know what niggas be thinking but I know niggas be tweaking

Keep yo’ eyes open, limit yo’ blinking

She thirsty to have my kids so I’m gon’ let her swallow my semen

I never refused them county calls cause not one time my shit ringed

Cause I know how that shit feel, fake niggas gon’ say that real Real niggas gon’ play they role, broke niggas can’t pay they bill I wish niggas stop all this block popping but I guess that’s the way that they drill

Two cups, two blunts, two bottles popping the only way my pain gon’ heal

Say I know how that shit feel, fake niggas gon’ say that real Real niggas gon’ play they role, broke niggas can’t pay they bill I wish niggas stop all this block popping but I guess that’s the way that they drill

Two cups, two blunts, two bottles popping the only way my pain gon’ heal… (“Wait hol’ on! “)

Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups

A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck

Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain’t give two fucks

About no nigga, I treat niggas like I’m Ku Klux

That mean I don’t hang with ’em!

Nah, I don’t bang with ’em!

It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything he think, nigga

[Lil Vell:]

Ride through the opps hood in the steamer van

If we see a opp, slide doors

Five niggas hop out with’ eight or nine poles ‘

Till like 89 shots, fuck like 85 hoes I’m a motherfucking demon OTE be the team and [?] we do too much for no reason

Been sipping on lean so I’m leaning off all of these drugs

You take all of these slugs if you tweaking

All of them shots!

Lil’ nigga don’t leave off this block until you get off all of them rocks

Yelling [?] block and I be with them 50 niggas

They know 50 got all the lil’ thots

They like, “Damn, we can’t take y’all!”

“Catch y’all at the club we gon’ spray y’all!”

Better ask the opps about Shay Dog Cannon, how we do y’all? Move shit around like a U-Haul

Better ask the opps about Q-Ball before you get yo’ shit blew off!

I be with’ a whole lotta’ shooters, I be with’ a whole lotta’ killers Got a whole lot of Rugers, smoking on a whole bunch of Munchie

Flexing on a whole scout, money, hoes say I’m acting funny Everybody know I keep a ratchet, two Glock.40’s with a Tec And I’m in love with the act and just hollered at the plug, better patch it

Give a fuck if he taxing, I’m a make this shit back, man

[Young Pappy:]

Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups

A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck

Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain’t give two fucks

About no nigga, I treat niggas like I’m Ku Klux

That mean I don’t hang with ’em!

Nah, I don’t bang with ’em!

It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything he think, nigga

Young Pappy Seasson

I be on the pole on that where it’s cold at

You gone need a cold hat, sweater and some more shit

Counting Guala my designer way better than your shit

These niggas be talkin be the same niggas ain’t on shit

I be on the pole on that where it’s freezing at

Swear to god it gets cold, no matter whatever the season at

Know a real nigga that talk

Don’t give no fuck bout where your reason at

‘Cause I’m a real nigga won’t fold

If you my bro I’ll never leave you and that’s no Bullshit

I’m with Savage Sheen on that Bull shit

Got that Scotty Pimpin’ with me I’ll empty a full clip

450 some robins, another 450 for some new kicks (Designer)

And my designer not made in china this ain’t no Fu shit

So, get off that bullshit

Talking but never do shit

They like, Pap, this shit cold, this shit old

Just wait on my new shit

They like, “Pap, you’re wrist froze, this shit old”

Just wait on my new shit

Put ya brains to the floor I’m a flourist

I’m taking flight on these niggas I’m a tourist

I be on the pole on that where it’s cold at

You gone need a cold hat, sweater and some more shit

Counting Guala my designer way better than your shit

These niggas be talkin be the same niggas ain’t on shit

[x2]

They say I’m the man, But I rather be rich then famous

All these bands just bought me all these haters

Got me feelin’ like I already made it

I can’t take it

Got all these niggas bitches on my dick now

So many hoes I don’t know who to pick now

At the top, I don’t never wanna get down

Look at my wrist now

Look at my kicks now

Look at my bitch now

Bet you I’m on cause I ain’t never said I’m rich now

This is for them hoes

Tell them I don’t want shit now

I don’t be flodging at all

Swear I got new pair of True Religions bought Robins and all

Wanna see some designer all you gotta do is look in my closet

That’s all

I go crazy, go stupid

In the coup, I be coupin’

I keep Spazz right here with me, I swear he know all my new shit

Niggas sneak diss my name when They see me they never do shit

Blow out a nigga brains I can see that he never knew shit

He’s clueless

Got a big mean roll on me so I gotta keep a pole on me

Cover that K cause a fuck nigga told on me swear I don’t even know homie

Got a big mean roll on me so I gotta keep a pole on me

Cover that K cause a fuck nigga told on me swear I don’t even know homie

I be on the pole on that where it’s cold at

You gone need a cold hat, sweater and some more shit

Counting Guala my designer way better than your shit

These niggas be talkin be the same niggas ain’t on shit

[x4]

Young Pappy Afterlife Pt.2

2 Cups

Aye, I’m finna just spazz, alright?

And shout out to Spazz, right?

I remember being a youngin’, fresh in the game

Pops wasn’t home so I was trying to get blessed in the game

Hustling rocks on the block, summertime in the rain

Thirsty for a body, trying my best just to get a name

I was in that shit to win it

Empty that clip till it’s finished

Schooled by them older dudes that was there from the beginning

I was a shorty they told the whole story but the ending

See my life was like a movie but this movie can’t be rented

I’ve been sinning but we all sin, the Bible say we all kin

You know it don’t work like that my nigga, we can’t all win

Mama taught me keep my circle small, that way it’s more for me

Stopped supporting me when she start having to go to court for me

Lil’ nigga by that corner store, fuck you on that corner for?

Trying to get a dollar, niggas left bro on that corner floor

They forgot about my homie like he wasn’t born before

Trying to see that light, you niggas ain’t been through that storm before

Cause that sunshine ain’t always bright

And them niggas that be talking, they ain’t always right

Man, my niggas changed on me, we was always tight

Before them bodies got to dropping, we would always fight

But shit changed it’ll never be the same no more

Why the fuck these handcuffs don’t feel strange no more?

Lord please, I don’t want to feel this pain no more

Them cloudy days hoping that it ain’t gone rain no more cause when it rains it pours

It’s real in this field, nigga

Most of them niggas in your circle ain’t the real, nigga

When them guns pop them headshots don’t heal, nigga

Mama said if you don’t get killed then the state’ll deal with ya

And that’s real fucked up cause she was right

So when I was in that cell I thought about that every night

Got a kite sent from my homie, said “Stop playing with them pipes!”

Told me, “Fuck them other niggas, boy, this music shit your life!”

Took too much to earn my stripes, but I earnt the motherfuckers

Took a while to learn my papers, but I learnt them motherfuckers

Keep them out your business if it don’t concern that motherfucker

You can’t cross this bridge again once you burn that motherfucker

I’ve been through a lot of stress that’s why I know some shit

Especially to trust a bitch as far if you condone the bitch

You don’t show that hoe where your stash at if you don’t know that bitch

My plug roll that shit so when I cop it he gone blow that shit

I be on my grind all the time cause time money, man

I know being broke is a joke, that shit ain’t funny, man

They say if you out there in them streets then your a dummy, man

But got to eat one way or the other, shit you don’t understand

Niggas don’t get it, it took a lot just to get me

Swear to God when I make it I’m taking my niggas with me

Rest in peace to Felisha, Henno, Lil Edy and Timmy

Freaky, Pooh Bear and Eazy

Damn it, I lost way too many

Boosie say if you my nigga you my nigga then

Don’t split up like dividends be there for ’em thick and thin

But in the end, niggas ain’t loyal boy they’ll snake you

Same niggas be yo homies and when you make it, they hate you

Streets gone be there forever and when you gone they replace you

Lil’ bro don’t go down this road cause you ain’t gone like where it take you

Don’t follow me, lil’ nigga acknowledge and pay yo homage

Shout out to all my niggas like Spazz, Midnight and Bonnet

I told Mensa that I was gone make it, I made a promise

They don’t give it to me, shit I’m a take it and that’s a promise

50 a hunnid bonds, hunnid and 52 hunnid more

You say you keep it on you, nigga what you running for?

Boy, you ain’t really got a bag, what you stuntin for?

Hunnid rounds in this K, it sounds like my niggas drumming, though

This for my brother, though, this really ain’t no letter, bro

See this shit I’m doing? I just want you to do better, bro

Man, my niggas changed on me like the weather, bro

Hunnid mill’ what I’m a settle for, fo’ real