Yo Gotti

Yo Gotti - Giving Up lyrics

rate me

Can't 4get Douglas

My Niggas on Seventh Street

Dixies Homes

Ridge Crest

Smokey City

Evergreen What's Good

I'll Shouts To the Whole Memphis Ten

Dis fa my niggas who felt like (giving up)

I feel ya pain nigga, I felt da same nigga

See a nigga like me come straight from hard times nigga ain't shit changed

Was fucked up

Workin with a 8ball

Mama stressed out nigga back against the walk

Rent time up can't be late again

Mama hidin out tryin dodge the repo man

Food stamps out

Light man outside

Phone cut off and air unit just died(Damn)

Mane it hard tryin fight dis

Down on my knees askin GOD why it's like dis

Fuck dat Gotti ain't havin dat

A nigga fronted me a brick told myself

I can have dat

Fuck 'em I'll kill 'em if he want beef

Ion give a fuck my family folks must eat

I'm from da NORF were niggas play it gutta

Niggas rob niggas kill niggas serve dey own muthers

But not me kuz iI was family raised

Got dat family loyalty I got my family paid

Memba back in da days you wore ya family J's

Auntie dun ya braids and uncle cut ya fade

Kool-aid and soul-food is all dats made fa ya

Wanted to give up but ya family folks prayed fa ya

See a nigga like me nigga I jumped straight off the porch 12 years old nigga

I'm in da hood watchin nosey nigga runnin to da cars nigga day was stars to me dats da shit

I wanted to do nigga I was rappin back den I put dat shit to da side nigga kuz all da rapp niggas

In my city was eitha not seen or was fucked up... And I ain't with dat)

Da rap game was difficult kuz ane take it serious

In da cafeteria fuckin out eatin cereal

Started freestylin and fuckin rappin with my classmates

Neighborhood DJ let me rock a mixtape

It was all good but I was so hood I was like fuck dat I need a quarter pound of good

Back to da skool gooti got da killa flow

Word got around tried to put me in a talent show

But ane do it wasn't nun to it

See a nigga had cone I left and went home Fuck It

Straight hustlin chasin dat cheddar

To I realized I could'ntsell dope faeva

I my pad and my pen got my style and my thoughts

As I got serious da game got difficult

I tried writin but I kept gettin stucks dats wen I was like fuck it give up

But I kept goin

Look at me now nigga Hard work pay off Bitch

Nigga 3 deals lata 750 thousands dollars greata I'm GOOD

Go with da otha paper I got in da hood nigga I'm GOOD

HA... Fuck all you hatas nigga

Nigga I ain't even dropped yet and I can cop shit you niggas on tv can't

Structa ya shit rite

Come holla at GOTTI, I'll sign ya

Believe dat Bitch

One time da Stunta nigga

Thank Ya

Aha... I feel good nigga

One time da M-Town fa holdin a real nigga down

Feel good nigga

Thank Ya too M-Town

Aha... Believe dat shit

One time da grip nigga and Fuck da rest you suckas

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