Giftz - Full Effect lyrics

rate me

(Freestyle)

Life is real as it gets

The whole city tellin' you you great

But you still ain't eat a meal off a check

Payn bills bringin' stress cuz you know when you was damn near rich

Since you traded coke and pills for success

How it feel, nigga?

Watch errbody round you gettin' money

And you're hopin' you ain't gotta take it from em

How it feel, nigga?

When yo momma says she needs a ball nine

And you only got five on the grind, ain't the work

Suicidal thoughts on the verge

Where the downin' base for money on the curve

If you tweet, you get serve

Cuz I know how the streets will do a nigga

But you'd rather see my momma cry for hers

I done heard a nigga say that he did some shit for me

But the nigga ain't did it for free

I done climbed my way out the hole

Back down with the blows, all the squad gettin' money with me

Cuz niggas is all all foo

Everybody gettin' fake daps

Everybody got a knife for your back

Everybody got a strap

So while you're out here plottin' on mine

I'm comin' round the corner with a mac

I done been to hell and back and did it all again

Shootin' pistols at a nigga that I call my friend

250 grams of dope, I may just called it in

AD&G, that's 20.000 on em thousand Tims(?)

My fingers hurt from steady countin' ? from all of the work

They say it'd take three, I gave it four, let's make it work

Soon as I made it home I felt my pockets bout to burst

Hopped right back in that Caddy, put some money in the purse

That's my momma!

I ain't duck and drama, you know where I'm at

Coolin' ova east with niggas wylin' for a check

My young'ns killin' young'ns, we don't do the disrespect

Nigga play, I bet that K will fold yo hands ova yo chest

Play the rest all to the last

Boy, I been hustlin' since nine, I'm packed now

I'm gettin' fat off of the grind

Some dead folks and Benjamin faces, rubber tie

Bout to cop a Porsche, cuz ridin' a Porsche is a sign of success

Slidin' with a dime for a neck

A man dyin' cuz he find me a threat

Same hoes that you lyin' got me eyein' at my ex

I be bussin' with the gat like I'm hittin' next

Next up is a tatter up tryna duck

This nigga's Hoffa tryna get his title up

It doesn't matter, never will

Can't name a nigga that's this ill

I gotta be the best, on the real

I gotta be best...