Styles P - I`m A Gee (Feat. Rell)

Most of us came from a broken home
Drownin in my sorrows, drinkin liquor, tryin to smoke alone
Argue with my wife so I broke my phone
Throw it on the wall, tryin to ball, but they playin zone
Connect is actin funny with the work
Like my money didn`t work, they gon` end up gettin merked
The label actin funny with the deal
like the shit that I be spittin on the record wasn`t real
Hood mad but they know a nigga ride
But the hate and jealousy can blow a nigga high
The other day I said I know a nigga fucked
When I played the bodega, it was two dollars for the Dutch
To keep it real, we livin in real time
And I feel a nigga`s pain but they never can feel mine
And so I`m on the go with the green light
I don`t even sleep, how the fuck could I dream right?
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; they keep tellin me things gettin better
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; but I`ma do me, you can say whatever
I`m a G
Ghost, never on the swag shit
Guess it`s a sad thing my tarot card is magic
I remember I ain`t never have shit
December was cold but, February was drastic!
So pardon my niggaz and what they traffic
or if they seem cold when the murder scene`s tragic
Niggaz can talk shit, we don`t even glimpse
Niggaz can get hit, we don`t even wince
Come with an (Entourage) and I don`t mean Vince
Purple ape in a purple Porsche, of course I`m playin Prince
or lookin through the sky light, my light
And I zip my lips the minute they read my rights
Blowin on a long Dutch, inhale
How I lie I`d rather die than be in jail
It`s all good `til it`s all bad
And the ugly niggaz gon` crash your broad`s pad
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; they keep tellin me things gettin better
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; but I`ma do me, you can say whatever
I`m a G
I keep it movin in my new J.O.`s
On them blocks, where them young boys move llello
They salute like "Whattup O.G.?" I salute
cause it`s the (Wild Wild West) like Kool Moe Dee
What they do for a two-door B, and a nice watch
Blow your brains out when the cocaine price drop
Like yeah I know my man got life ock
The game don`t stop so pull the weed out your night sock
Yeah! It`s like that ain`t it?
My down South niggaz that got the Lex painted
My East coast niggaz that got the Benz kitted
Don`t it hurt when they snitch and you found out your friends did it?
I thought it`s money over bitches but
niggaz throw money at bitches so let`s kick it
If you really live by the G code
Shoot a couple of guns, hurry up and reload
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; they keep tellin me things gettin better
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; but I`ma do me, you can say whatever
I`m a G
Most of us came from a broken home
Drownin in my sorrows, drinkin liquor, tryin to smoke alone
Argue with my wife so I broke my phone
Throw it on the wall, tryin to ball, but they playin zone
Connect is actin funny with the work
Like my money didn`t work, they gon` end up gettin merked
The label actin funny with the deal
like the shit that I be spittin on the record wasn`t real
Hood mad but they know a nigga ride
But the hate and jealousy can blow a nigga high
The other day I said I know a nigga fucked
When I played the bodega, it was two dollars for the Dutch
To keep it real, we livin in real time
And I feel a nigga`s pain but they never can feel mine
And so I`m on the go with the green light
I don`t even sleep, how the fuck could I dream right?
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; they keep tellin me things gettin better
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; but I`ma do me, you can say whatever
I`m a G
Ghost, never on the swag shit
Guess it`s a sad thing my tarot card is magic
I remember I ain`t never have shit
December was cold but, February was drastic!
So pardon my niggaz and what they traffic
or if they seem cold when the murder scene`s tragic
Niggaz can talk shit, we don`t even glimpse
Niggaz can get hit, we don`t even wince
Come with an (Entourage) and I don`t mean Vince
Purple ape in a purple Porsche, of course I`m playin Prince
or lookin through the sky light, my light
And I zip my lips the minute they read my rights
Blowin on a long Dutch, inhale
How I lie I`d rather die than be in jail
It`s all good `til it`s all bad
And the ugly niggaz gon` crash your broad`s pad
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; they keep tellin me things gettin better
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; but I`ma do me, you can say whatever
I`m a G
I keep it movin in my new J.O.`s
On them blocks, where them young boys move llello
They salute like "Whattup O.G.?" I salute
cause it`s the (Wild Wild West) like Kool Moe Dee
What they do for a two-door B, and a nice watch
Blow your brains out when the cocaine price drop
Like yeah I know my man got life ock
The game don`t stop so pull the weed out your night sock
Yeah! It`s like that ain`t it?
My down South niggaz that got the Lex painted
My East coast niggaz that got the Benz kitted
Don`t it hurt when they snitch and you found out your friends did it?
I thought it`s money over bitches but
niggaz throw money at bitches so let`s kick it
If you really live by the G code
Shoot a couple of guns, hurry up and reload
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; they keep tellin me things gettin better
Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; but I`ma do me, you can say whatever
I`m a G
Styles P- Im A Gee (Feat. Rell)

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