A$ton Matthews - Plottin lyrics
rate meHug the hammer like a proud parent
‘Cause I done heard more gun shots than crowd sharing
Followed up by loud sirens, mom’s crying
Nonviolence, just me, you scared, nigga?
You just a slave in there, putting in that works
See, we was made winners
I started just like you but times change when you running
From that time and they can’t see it
Then Smalls got caught ‘cause he ain’t kill ‘em
He inside and they ain’t so how they gang snitching?
You going hard and they pay but see, the play’s missing
Snakes hissing in the grass but you can’t hear ‘em
Round here light too hard to be God fearing
Con can’t work no job so con rob nigga
Good God call up cop so cop got stitching
Palms itching, that thing loaded and we ain’t playing no games with it
I stay on it, this cold chain, nigga
Momma knows I ain’t living right
But my pockets ain’t sitting right
So I’m riding with the chopper on me
Catching, snipping, gotta get ‘em
‘Cause they plotting on me
They plotting on me
Money coming, friends going so I got it on me
I’m riding with the chopper on me
Get it cracking, never lacking ‘cause I got it on me
Can’t stop, won’t stop, drug traffic through the rogue blocks
Put your main bitch on nose watch
I run the fare with two twins, they botch Glocks
And they gonna knock, I slam pussy in your mouths
I practice what I preach, young savage in these streets
I can set up where you sleep
And if you ain’t in it then we settle for your behind
Get off any of these signs
I’m numb to the homicide
Ain’t no love for the other side, we let ‘em fly
Young killers on the rise, you to the side
You do the snitching, we do the crime
We do or die
Seen it all but my place in heaven
Or am I hell bound ‘cause I cover you momma screaming with shell rounds
Get down or get laid down, cut throat, spray where you hang around
Motherfucker
Momma knows I ain’t living right
But my pockets ain’t sitting right
So I’m riding with the chopper on me
Catching, snipping, gotta get ‘em
‘Cause they plotting on me
They plotting on me
Money coming, friends going so I got it on me
I’m riding with the chopper on me
Get it cracking, never lacking ‘cause I got it on me