Pistol P Intro lyrics

by

Zuse


[Produced by DJ L]

[Intro: News Clip]

[Verse]
I'm that same n*gga from that gangway tryna' kill sh*t
I wanna buy my mom a bigger home, put my n*ggas on and be still rich
You don't know nothing about that cause you a f*ck n*gga, I do real sh*t
If you in the streets got to watch n*ggas shooting Glocks with you, they a still snitch
Everybody finna' feel this
I can't trust a soul, n*ggas suspect
When I had no money, I was yo buddy
Started counting commas, now you upset
Where was n*ggas at when I was low budget, no buzz, out here doing nothin'?
n*ggas love to bring up when they was around back when you was down, now you stuntin'
f*ck n*ggas, I don't f*ck with n*ggas
All my n*ggas know what's up
No Limit MB, 150 dream team, we the gang, free the gang
RIP my n*ggas, it won't never be the same
I'mma jump in the game for the dollars and I want money, don't need the fame
I'm riding and smoking and speeding and sipping on codeine to ease my pain
I'm honest
I tell everybody, they know that I need the lean
Fly n*gga
I stay in designer, laced up from Paris and Italy
Foreign belt holding my Robin's, filled up with all of these Benjamins
Young n*gga
I came from the bottom, didn't ask nobody for anything
I grinded my way to the top and no, I don't owe no n*gga anything
And when I get outta the game, f*ck n*gga you better remember me
Pour a 6 of the drank and that fanta in my cup almost darker than Hennessy
Weapon is on me for all of my enemies
Go get you some money lil' n*gga, don't know why you envy me
I get to the cake, don't got time for no silly beef
Hundreds and fifties take all of my energy
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