Hell

Hell
G Fredo

These niggas beggin for attention they won't never get, sayin they gon kill me same reason they broski dead as shit
Postin these subliminals they talk they shit on instagram, but in reality these niggas bitch and ion give a damn
We catch dat nigga outta bounds and we gon tweak about it, claimin you a killa my shottas ain't gotta speak about it
If i ain't official bitch then go and ask the streets about me, real shotta you ain't bout dat action you can’t be around me

They like fuck Fredo thats dat shit dat bring the demons out me, either salutе me or shoot me fuck what you think about me
Been on this shit sincе a shorty i swear my life is hell, i know you wonder why im always mad but this just how i feel
Woke up like fuck it ayo thirsty come and slide on me, this one for trouble bring dat 30 we gon ride on em
Soon as we pull up im slammin dat nigga outta gas, my shotta hangin out the sunroof slammin nigga thats ya ass

Said hold up turn me up, they know this is all facts, nigga try and ball up with me we made em haul ass
They like them NOB niggas ain't even all dat, big mad coz we the reason they can't get they dawg back
I told big cuzzo i got him just tossed someone a new glizzy, gave him the stick wid it too just in case shit get sticky
34 baby to death, r.i.p my bro Ricky, i wish you never had left but you forever with me
I keep a Glock 21 wid me this bitch super ratchet, she fuckin niggas in the car she got stupid lackin
Ion gotta speak on shit they know how all my shottas play, but ima keep givin you hell bitch i could die today

Bro tote the 23 bet he gon slam til it stop clickin, caught him broad day and let him have it just him and his smithon
He flipped they block and get it done no abortin the mission, they try tell me Fredo stop, but i ain't never listen
Pick up dat Glock 27 and i start reminiscin, everytime i think about my brother i get in my feelins
Can't even sleep at night my mother dont need that she feel it, be up back and forth pacin constantly my mind be racin
Why risk yo life over a bitch who wouldn't even take it, time to fall back won't get a bag unless you fuckin chase it
Time flyin fast can't push it past me dou i gotta face it, foot on the gas can't touch the brake for the bag til we make it
Bitch