Line of Fire, Pt. 5 lyrics

[Intro: Nines & Likkle T]
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[Verse 1: Likkle T]
Why you fear me? gotta ask yourself that
From I was 13 I've been known burst off my strap
Off my, switching lanes starting learning to rap
It's just the game now these n*ggas feel is learning to dab
We don't dab we don't bop we don't lean
We be on the curb side with sweets in the machine
A machine, Violate who? Think to stand where?
Bullets in your face make your n*gga have to stand clear
7 on some jewels, 7 on some shoes
Point me out then I'll probably spray 7 out the tool
Out the, Visions of Wayne now I'm seeing Reece
All my close friends, Close friends seem to be deceased
Dare a n*gga say Likkle T up on a track
Be the first one known for hand squeezing my strap
Till the hearse run over and they leave in the back
I'm a Church Road soldier let me leave it at that

[Hook: Nines]
Zino in veins, ain't no fear in my heart
Ask my n*gga Likkle T Cuh he was there from the start
I ain't broke but I miss Ca$h
10 Chains on b*tches catching whiplash
I had stacks before rap n*ggas been eating
Walk in Louie cop the whole spring season
They acting like I don't clap n*ggas
Like I weren't a hitta way before I had hittas
[Verse 2: Fatz]
I be jumping out with cannons, Gun down n*ggas from the front door
Masked up n*ggas can't see me in my Tom Fords
Cruddy motherf*cker from the get go
Ten toe, n*ggas have to move when I say so
You should have saw them n*ggas running for their life
I got the long chopper at the end its got a knife
You get burst, so I don't wan' hear about no competition
Cah I beat corn at any little opposition
I'm with my hitta and I'm chilling near the staircase
Telling me he done the mazza then I tell him fair play
However it is they gotta get it
All them n*ggas pus*y at heart and I can bet it
Mans clappers, all eyes on me
I got them n*ggas shook like they wan' go pee
n*ggas freeze up and I ain't even back the cannon out
You ain't bout no crud chatty mouth

[Hook: Nines]
Zino in veins, ain't no fear in my heart
Ask my n*gga Likkle T Cuh he was there from the start
I ain't broke but I miss Ca$h
10 Chains on b*tches catching whiplash
I had stacks before rap n*ggas been eating
Walk in Louie cop the whole spring season
They acting like I don't clap n*ggas
Like I weren't a hitta way before I had hittas
[Verse 3: Storm Millian]
Feeling like the king at what I do
I'm bagging white with couple divas in the room
They roll it up and give me 2's
Hands dirty talking hella different food
So when they pass it I can't even hold a zoot
They hold it up and give me 2's
Hold it up if you be juggin' getting loot
Cos I know n*ggas that be really making moves
We getting money then it's deuce
So much reload man I could of bought a coupe
Early morning posted with a cup of soup
And all them packs are getting moved
I was right outside of Pak's go ask them youts
But being broke some more my n*gga I refuse
Like you don't wanna flash them jewels
Early morning treat my sh*t just like a movie
Like a scene from set it off in [?] Suits
I'll shoot anything that moves
I was the hottest, still the hottest in the room
I do numbers plus do runnings in the booth
They doing JuJu on my views
[?]Likkle sipping n*gga on the roofs
I shoot crap cuh that n*gga bit the fruit
I'll blow your marrow through the roof
[Hook: Nines]
Zino in veins, ain't no fear in my heart
Ask my n*gga Likkle T Cuh he was there from the start
I ain't broke but I miss Ca$h
10 Chains on b*tches catching whiplash
I had stacks before rap n*ggas been eating
Walk in Louie cop the whole spring season
They acting like I don't clap n*ggas
Like I weren't a hitta way before I had hittas

[Verse 4: Fundz]
Life long beef if a n*gga touch me
Blow him out his polo, blow him out his burberry
Real hood n*ggas ain't out in country
Make city boy money and I make my gun beat
Wickedness any time my tongue speaks
Cops nicked me and the other side tried to done me
Still the rifles fully loaded tell a n*gga come see
Crack and heroin got a n*gga on fleek
Wavey like a boat driver
Swear n*ggas on fire like the Ghost Rider
Pulled up in the Lambo on some low tires
Now she's in my lap looking like a nose diver
I been cold since secondary
Now they f*ck around and call a n*gga legendary
And even out the hood I got the weaponry
Cuh its real suh n*ggas never heavy

[Hook: Nines]
Zino in veins, ain't no fear in my heart
Ask my n*gga Likkle T Cuh he was there from the start
I ain't broke but I miss Ca$h
10 Chains on b*tches catching whiplash
I had stacks before rap n*ggas been eating
Walk in Louie cop the whole spring season
They acting like I don't clap n*ggas
Like I weren't a hitta way before I had hittas

[Verse 5: Streetz]
You can tell flip in swag dripping no time chilling
Phone clicking stay pitching
Look I'm on the grind but I still wear runaways
Told my girl keep up, Neat up I don't have bummy days
I don't understand though, I'm in the bando
Bummy n*ggas still loaning I call them Rambo
If a chick don't like me then a pagans got that
Side ting said she's out I've been waiting on that
Dumb hoe, ringing off my blower
If there's a flood and she had a ark still wouldn't wanna know her
Something about flying birds it just feels right
Got George waiting for man he's just a grill type
In the club step on my kicks you better hit the deck
You half play dirty if crept protect
I sold day time and night time
Plus the youngers pitch green full 90 no half time

[Hook: Nines]
Zino in veins, ain't no fear in my heart
Ask my n*gga Likkle T Cuh he was there from the start
I ain't broke but I miss Ca$h
10 Chains on b*tches catching whiplash
I had stacks before rap n*ggas been eating
Walk in Louie cop the whole spring season
They acting like I don't clap n*ggas
Like I weren't a hitta way before I had hittas