No Voice

[Intro: JHE AL]
Niggas out here talking about picking sides, yeah
Niggas out here talking about picking sides and some other shit man
Man stop it man, nigga you's a bitch
I've seen everybody with a gun but you

Fat A 3x, Bitch, Yeah 4x

[Chorus: JHE AL]
You be in the streets, huh? We be in the streets
Niggas doing all that talking, niggas be scared of me
He caught three shots to his side now he need therapy
Foenem ran up gave em' five like it's charity

Niggas over there be killing their homie
When I pop out the stick's right on me
Why did you run when they killed your homie
Niggas be in deep when they thought they'd be lonely
Niggas be talking about they the voice, when they homie ain't got a voice
Glock's and choppas, we got a choice, he tried to slide but we on point

[Verse 1: JHE AL]
Feel like Jimmy when I move with the heat
Look at his brother he got left in the street
[?] for the streets
And we do not talk to police, that gets left for the street
I'm from the J, you know what comes after that? A "k"
I'm just heating up like it's may
I'm to big do it look like I play
L's in the cut and he look like Ray

I got a mask like Ye, but I move with a Drake
Been fucking your bitch for the last couple of days so I know where you lay
We got his location now we gotta trace em', we in that place we won't leave a trace
You said you gon' do what to who? Bitch, not Fat A

[Chorus: JHE AL]
You be in the streets, huh? We be in the streets
Niggas doing all that talking, niggas be scared of me
He caught three shots to his side now he need therapy
Foenem ran up gave em' five like it's charity

Niggas over there be killing their homie
When I pop out the stick's right on me
Why did you run when they killed your homie
Niggas be in deep when they thought they'd be lonely
Niggas be talking about they the voice, when they homie ain't got a voice
Glock's and choppas, we got a choice, he tried to slide but we on point

[Verse 2: JHE AL]
Yeah, he tried to slide and ended up slippin'
He tried to run and ended up trippin', his big ass gun had him flippin'
Yeah, all that dissin' now he missin'
Foenem gon' hit you, treat this shit like GTA missions

My niggas slidin' to kill
You don't be in the streets, you don't even know how to drill
[?], they don't even know how to kill
Now somebody dead, shot in the head, now they don't even know how to feel
He ain't even like that, give him his pipe back, he ain't gon' blick for real

[Chorus: JHE AL]
You be in the streets, huh? We be in the streets
Niggas doing all that talking, niggas be scared of me
He caught three shots to his side now he need therapy
Foenem ran up gave em' five like it's charity

Niggas over there be killing their homie
When I pop out the stick's right on me
Why did you run when they killed your homie
Niggas be in deep when they thought they'd be lonely
Niggas be talking about they the voice, when they homie ain't got a voice
Glock's and choppas, we got a choice, he tried to slide but we on point