Gee Watts - Flatline lyrics

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Hey, I’m staring at these brick walls,

Swear I’m having wiffs draws

What direction I’m heading, begging to take the chip off shoulders.

Can’t hold them when grudges cost quick fuss

Get .. if you crossed the wrong nigga

Pray Chris Ball be the one!

Froze cold when you squeeze a gun

Parallel my liver, I quiver when this day will come!

Native tongue of young killers

Trying to suffice drug drillers

Show them motives, they’re folding up quicker.

Killing themselves, dying of thirst,

Needing some help, telling on...

Believe, nowhere to be felt

See perfect where I’m at, proud to find a belt

Aiming, they get the title before my rival come and melt.

The skin I’m in with that mad teen tears

Crying out for help, ...penetrate my peers

2K real, goddamn, we’re hell of a year!

Dark team started out worst, I know my blessings is near!

Fear can’t have us, striffing up your spleen

And unsolved, they call me falling in 14.

His body lay lifeless, his blood covered his jeans

... on his feet, bubble bee take mark in the scene

Till this very day I still hear momma scream

Growing up this away, imagine the drama it brings!

Drunk passed dead, fuck crack where that cash at!

From...trying to trash rap, polluting the youth

I made a bliss of myself, I’ll lit you up in that booth.

No seeds of discord, if so, then I’mma mute

No huss, nigga! The world is just us, nigga!

The world is just us, nigga!

What are we killing for?

I ain’t trying to.. cause I fuck with you!

My lil cousin Bootie night scenes, ended up with 50

His lil bro Wittie, eleven years for sucking titties

Trying to educate while I learn,

Trying to resonate while I earn

Every opportunity before they burn,

A lot of rappers talk that shit,

So I smooth watch, giving game like 50 ...

Did inside the... to get.

Talk that talk, you’re on your boom...

You will get it right, and you’re on that roof top!

Move, shot, bang, can’t be life!

War begets more war, I’m trying to live it right!

So I’m trying to win your daughter and got no wife

Your life full of shit, grab clips, maneuver the white, yax!

Dark sides for my... nights

Swear to God half of ya don’t know what life’s like

Pre-judging, talking, .. loud and saying nothing,

Nothing worse than an old ass clown stick, fronting.

On my signal the homies unleash hate

These .. bigger locks, so I carefully move, baby!

Live with no fear, for the simple fact I’ve been dying

For the last 20 some hard years.

Nigga, the future salute you, what he do!

What the crise on the mic could, what would he do

He proved more or less...

Was heading wrong direction, thank god for my blessings!

Before I flat mine, yeah, yeah, right, right,

Before I flat mine!