Gelato

[Verse 1]
We turned that heat on in the winter
It’s showtime my youngen bring that heat up in that sprinter, thats normal
Yo and it’s gelato in my spliff
For all the times I had to go hard up on the strip
And had narcs up in the crib
Yeah I’m sorry mum
But I can put this on my life I never got it wrong
And when my dad died I swear probably lost my soul
And when I whip this half a brick I probably lose an O
And next week I’ll probably do it again
I’m more worried about this money, not losing a friend
And if that nigga done wrong, he’ll probably do it again
And nobodies got slim like I got me
My bro caught a recall so it’s only right I got g
They weren’t fucking with me
And when I never had a runner, I was running for me
I had to sort my own shit cause no one do it for me
I thank god cause in hard times
I changed my life off a hardline
I’m pissed cause I still got my wrist on the pot
And last week my spot got hit by the cops
But I never took a L and couldn’t bounce back
I was 16 me and P and an ounce pack how’s that I’m gone

[Hook]
Yo it’s gelato in my spliff
For all the times I had to go hard up on the strip
And had narcs up in the crib
Got them answering to slim
I’ve had too many bad nights
But I’m fine if the cash right
Yo it’s gelato in my spliff
For all the times I had to go hard up on the strip
And had narcs up in the crib
Got them answering to slim
I’ve had too many bad nights
But I’m fine if the cash right

[Verse 2]
If shit gets deep I’ll be right back
I try put them niggas on the grind but they ain’t like that
Look I took the hustle to my veins
When my reup was a Z
Dog I hustled off a train
There ain’t nothing to explain when the feds come
Yo and don’t ever fold when it gets tough
And don’t expect love
They hit my bro with a 20
Dawg he could’ve caught a redrum
You never know how life ends up
No we didn’t get luck
So I stayed whipping in a pot
I use 2 stoves
1 locks different when it drops
We was chilling on the block they didn’t feel me
Now I catch her sneaking on the snap tryna feel me
Look we’re getting filthy rich off the trap
And my new ting from barking
She ain’t linking ramz
If I do it for myself
Then I do it for the gang
Before they ride for the vio
They’re tryna do it for the gram

[Hook]
Yo and it’s gelato in my spliff
For all the times I had to go hard up on the strip
And had narcs up in the crib
Got them answering to slim
I’ve had too many bad nights
But I’m fine if the cash right
Yo and it’s gelato in my spliff
For all the times I had to go hard up on the strip
And had narcs up in the crib
Got them answering to slim
I’ve had too many bad nights
But I’m fine if the cash right