Lil n*gga (Interlude) lyrics

by

Yo Gotti


[Intro]
Well it’s gotta be one of the unwritten laws
Supportin that we all guiding us ah?
Them lil n*ggas out in the world lost nowadays

[Verse]
Lil n*gga from a small city
17, he playin 4 door, roll with it
Lil n*gga, major plans after school finish
All he ever want is Chevy with some boom in it
Lil n*gga all A’s and some cool grace
Them n*ggas is homies, phonies, they parted ways
All because the lil n*gga focused on his grades
Doin the college visits to Florida State
Lil n*gga got his mind right
Doin it for us, mama promised her that better life
Mama Christian, a firm believer, she love Christ
Damn shame daddy strung off off that hard white
Old girl steady going through and
See a crime, bills piling, how she gonna do it?
Lil n*gga watch him mad as a motherf*cker
Lil n*gga fed up with section 8 struggles
So lil n*gga tryna make a way
Said f*ck it, ain’t no choices, got his mind made
Called his cousin, that lil n*gga told him crime pays
Lil n*gga like whatever to get my mom straight
Started sellin nickel bags and bought a .38
Like f*ck a case, lil n*gga started seein cake
After a while it’s like tradition on a daily base
Skippin school fool heavy gang affiliate
By this time lil n*gga on some other sh*t
Lil n*gga thuggin, motherf*ck a scholarship
Rollin with a clique, he took the choice to follow them
Whole future gone, lil n*gga had a gift
Lil n*gga smoke a purp blunt
All he wanna do is murk something
Lil n*gga keep his 5 with him
Getting lil money, keep a 9 clipper
Lil n*gga ruined by society
Lil n*gga screw up his priorities
Lil n*gga took in by that peer pressure
Started getting money, make the flicks jealous
Grind away, them n*ggas want his head
Price on that lil n*gga – couple grand
At first, that lil n*gga wanted by the feds
Them other n*ggas talkin crazy how they want him dead
It was 9 o’clock on a Friday
Lil n*gga trappin where his mom stay
Couple lil n*ggas in the driveway
Lil n*gga mama gone, she’ll be back at 8
Couple hours passed, youngin like it’s getting late
Lil n*gga said he home but sh*t let’s make a shape
Plus mama called like know how them n*ggas off in the place
So lil n*gga grabbed his pistol and his .38
Pullin up his pants, daps to his homies
Walked out the do’, black truck, creep slowly
Window rolled down, 4 masked goonies
Lil n*gga slippin so they letting off the Uzi
Shots started firin, 2 to the head
Damn, lil n*gga dead
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