Kenny B lyrics

[Intro: Spike Spiegel, Faye Valentine, Rx Papi]
I've been seeing the past in one eye and the present in the other, never the whole picture
You never told me anything about yourself, so don’t tell me now
And now you’re leaving, just like that
Why do you have to go?
Where are you going? What are you going to do?
Just throw your life away like it was nothing?
I’m not going there to die, I’m going to find out if I’m really alive
On god, rrr

[Verse]
Grab that money rag and pull that cutter out the closet, n*gga
It’s raw dog in that pot, what the f*ck you doin'? You don’t need no soda, n*gga
Auntie at thе side door knocking hard as hell, keep making it hot, need to let this b*tch in
Cut on thе fan, my Perc' kicked in, the Glock go *Grr* when I stick the stick in
Put you in the ground like a b*tch in Quicksand
Shooter off the bench with it, he my six men
Ever since a little boy I had big plans
Big ass pot, I'ma fill it with big grams
Snatch out your bust', I'ma hit it with cuz'
Switch the bag on they ass, I be f*cking them up
Lil' cuz' bought a slab, say he doubling up
Roll a dead n*gga, get high as f*ck
Walk in the club, I feel like Skinny Me
Pull the Glock out my coat like Kenny B
No Bap, these n*ggas so cap
He got a Glock, but he ain't really on that
We'll cut throat ya'
b*tch, I’m Kojak with a dope slab
By my nuts, that's where the pole at
Shooter shoot like he from Utah
.308 send you to the gulag
Switch on it, I could hit you up
Cuz' got the load here in a U-Haul
You bought your Amiri’s with a coupon
I f*cked your BM on a futon
Ghetto b*tch ain't even take her shoes off
When you walk in here lock the door
I been in a raid, b*tch, I'm paranoid
Selling slabs out the side window
Out the back, that's the two for five window
Brought your man like he can’t die with you
I seen this sh*t way before
Lil' cuz' said he gon' take the charge, I gave him a dub 'cause he played it raw
Kept money on the phone for every call
You wanna go to war? I'll take you to war
I feel like Tony by myself, Manolo was really in the way
All them b*tches was f*cking up his brain
First you get the money, then you get the power
I told gang "The world ours"
And it ain't no room for no other n*ggas
Jump out with that Drac' and crush the n*gga
I feel like that Bone Crusher n*gga
Broad daylight, dome check a n*gga
Played the yard, phone checking n*ggas
Ain’t nun' but killers in my section
Popping Perc's, been dealing with depression
sh*t can go left at any given second
I'm paranoid, I'm quick to get the weapon
Ain’t going for it, I told the b*tch “Get to stepping”
Ay, lil' cuz', go to the store 'fore the bags getting low, we need more of these
It’s a fifty on the counter, keep the change
When I’m cooking dope I know he peeping game
I can make a call and put you in the game
With one phone call your life could change
n*gga ran off with petty change
Jump out the car with it and let it rain
[Outro]
On god