Snitches Bleed Like Me

Lyrics

Churus x2: You’re snitches, not loyal, not gangster, your pussies
You bitches get spoiled, don’t tempt me don’t push me
Not dangerous, not tough, you’re just soft, you're just weak
Cough when you smoke, and bleed just like me


Lemme take a moment
To address the past
I was always smoking
never went to class
Backpack had the stash
I’d flip it at the pit
Dirty money coming fast
Everyday was lit
School wasn’t an option
Learning useless shit
Instead of making profits
Is no way to live
Kept on going big
Homies was going bigger
Before I even knew it
Had my finger on a trigger
Then I hear a knock
Who the fuck is that
I look to the clock
Check on my gat
Moms at the stairs
Holding her head
I wasn’t prepared
For what came next
Cops at the door
3 in the evening
Who you looking for?
They said it was me and
Your homie was the rat
He only named you
What he said was all facts
Cuz We have the proof

Chorus x2: You’re snitches, not loyal, not gangster, you’re pussies
You bitches get spoiled, don’t tempt me don’t push me
Not dangerous, not tough, you’re just soft, you're just weak
Cough when you smoke, and bleed just like me

My lack of numb gums comes from discipline
But, prescription ritalin is no different
Just a little kid, brain sizzling
Like, Here kid take this, It’s medecine
I got Addicted from a dealer
It was Dealt by my doctor
Lies from are leader
Deceit from our fathers
Kids on soundcloud
Try to get the word out
that they rap now
Like shit, relax clowns
They got no connection with the art
No one’s speaking from the heart
They just write about their ex
Saying “Shit life is hard”
Smoke weed everyday
That’s dedication
Feel high behind my eyes
That’s a face lift
Producing making beats
In my basement
All I do is daydream
It’s time to chase it
Smoking my weed
Sippin codeine
Looking chinese
And got pink in my teeth
Start with 4gs
Move up to Oz’s
I’ll be happy
When I’m chopping QP’s
Don’t rattle the snake
Cuz the venom lasts forever
They coming for your life
Like that shit was buried treasure
Don’t ever let em stop
Your pursuit in your endeavors
You got tough it out
Like that shit was stormy weather
They say ignorance is bliss
But blissfulness is ignorance
Because no such thing exists
Progress is a slow process
So I proceed to progress
Gotta get a few things off of my chest
Let me vent
Feel like a mouse in this rat race

Chorus x2: You’re snitches, not loyal, not gangster, you’re pussies
You bitches get spoiled, don’t tempt me don’t push me
Not dangerous, not tough, you’re just soft, you're just weak
Cough when you smoke, and bleed just like me