52 Barz lyrics

[Verse]
30 30's with 30's,30 n*ggas we dirty
I got my shooters they shooting, we show them n*ggas no mercy
From the pot to the block, from the block to the lot
I got to duck from the ops, they be too cool with the cops
See my life like a movie, I caught a case for the tooly
The judge given out ten I ain't scared I do it
So if a n*gga run up on me I react with the uzi
If a n*gga run up on me I react with the uzi
Son needed his daddy I still need him right now
He doing life in the Feds need that appeal right now
I catch a body I'm gone, I'm dipping right out of town
I see the scout who told he getting pelled right down
L's up to I die, blood, sweat, and some tears
Def Jam they signed me, complete my dream as a kid
Got locked up told my celly, he thinking life is a gig
Tell'em all I'm on TV MTV I'm the sh*t
I hit a stain on some bricks, I can't look back I'm ahead
I can't look back on this bread, I guess disease is to rare
One did and it spread where I be 64th
All that rating is dead I put a nine to his head
Lil rock snatched for attempt lawyer money I got him
If he can't hold weight he best believe I'm gonna spot'em
I can't sit in the streets and let my real n*ggas rotting
All black like I'm Bruce, so who think that was robbing
And they drop my advanced, I'ma cop me up six
I'ma carry a fenz and I'ma cop me a Benz
I got Tommy's and Mac's, 40 cals, Glock 10's
Momma told me you gon make it but, you can't get it in
I'm a trapper to rapper, real n*ggas to actors
Same people who’s fans they use to say ain't a factor
I'm on top of the city, so them rumors ain't matter
8 balls the size of baseballs in the field I'ma batter
A n*gga tried to kill me dead, ops tried to wheel me in
Like the Cubs in '79 them n*ggas won't win again
Judge told me eye to eye PD riding on her end
Get caught with another slammer they say they first offer 10
I can't change up like a penny, I want head just like a penny
You won’t catch in the telly, catch me in back of the Bentley
n*ggas know I'm nailing sh*t, n*ggas know we killing sh*t
I don't really give a f*ck all my n*ggas we be in it
We be 30 deep at least 30 of us polled up
Taking risk that I hope and see my baby growing up
Russian roulette in the streets, life is all about luck
pus*y, money, weed, loyalty, trust is what a n*gga lust
I'ma I'm packing like a Green Bay Packer, all white Challenger, saltine cracker
Free all of my n*ggas doing more than 3 calenders
Pigs snatched me up, smacked me up cause I ain't answer them
Can't snitch ain't a bone in my body say b*tch
I can't switch, half them shooters ain't shooting they faking
I'm savage, my teacher always told me I ain't average
She said Lil Durk he'll shoot I remind them of the Mavericks
(let's get it)