Born Alone Die Alone (I Don’t Keep My 9 At Home)

[Verse 1: Giggs]
I'm learning that
Most niggas ain't shooters
I've never ever heard him clap
Giggs been about before you heard him rap
You keep your gun up in the house
That's a virgin strap
I'm taking risks
And I'm on the naked strip
Motherfucking raping sniff
And I ain't on no wasteman shit
While these niggas hugging up their balls like a baseball mitt
Low baseball cap
I just copped a baseball bat
And I can make your face look flat
Tryna get that baseball cash
Amount of times I said baseball
You'd think this was a baseball match
This prat wouldn't want it
If I jumped out with the strap
Like R. Kelly did in 'Trapped In The Closet'
You niggas are actors and wallys
And ima keep banging 'till I'm captured by squally

[Chorus: Giggs + Slums]
G I've got the metal bruh
They say it's born alone, die alone
I've got my full strap when it's beef
I don't keep my 9 at home
And I don't like your dome
So calm yourself down, don't get excited holmes
G I've got the metal bruh
They say it's born alone, die alone
I've got my full strap when it's beef
I don't keep my 9 at home
And I don't like your dome
So calm yourself down, don't get excited holmes

[Verse 2: Tiny Grem]
It's a funny game, yeah I've ruined here
This ain't my voice on your phone, I'm a souvenir
There's not a lot like me
I'm tryna keep myself up out the cell
So I can grind till I can make my wrist freeze past icy
Free my jailbirds
Cause on the roads niggas talk, they do
But I can tell that it's just words
I've got bones to pick
And don't get along with robbers 'cause it's phones they nick
I'm on the big moves, ten grand per head
Ask certain man, I don't ramp with lead
Show me the target, I'll even clamp a sket
And for my boys, I'll ride to death
Don't put me on the spot, I'll push man's hat
And I'll grab my strap for bullshit like that
I aim for straight wigs
If you don't shoot chest-up, then there's no point spraying a stick

[Bridge: Colours]
Yeah it's another banger (obviously)
C.O (yeah)
Incarcerated (yeah)
Town V (yeah)
Come to lay that truth
Don't ever sleep on me
It's nothing, I'm still hot

[Verse 3: Colours]
Hammers I pack 'em
Only pack it if you clap it homie
And if you pack it and back it it's best you clap it on me
I pack it and back it, and clap it turn you macaroni
Roll with the mash I'm boney
Run I'll blow your back out homie
You do a 180, fall flat on your back like Jody
Marsh, I'm harsh, I blast so just backup homie
And do it fast, and bark, I like the racket homie
And wear your vest, protect your chest, it's best you strap up homie
Your pussy's are snitch, he smells like a rat don't he
Mac'll leave your mac holy
Knick-knack, paddy-wack, the Mac daddy's back homie
Please don't turn your back on me
Don't act like you know me
Prat, you a fat phoney
Don't act like you know me cause my eyes are on your plat Rolley
Click-clack, pussy you still know me
I spit that crack homie, it's not just rap homie
I'll get you capped homie
Capped in your home, capped in your dome

[Chorus: Giggs + Slums]
G I've got the metal bruh
They say it's born alone, die alone
I've got my full strap when it's beef
I don't keep my 9 at home
And I don't like your dome
So calm yourself down, don't get excited holmes
G I've got the metal bruh
They say it's born alone, die alone
I've got my full strap when it's beef
I don't keep my 9 at home
And I don't like your dome
So calm yourself down, don't get excited holmes