Envy Caine - Ready or not lyrics

Grrr Situation gang Team larkin Grr Coka It's hard getting out this life when you know you ain't living right Still dealing with the same sh*t, just a different night And your mother stressed out, always quick to pick a fight And your ni**as out there dying so you forced to grip a pipe A lot of people idolize you so you gotta set examples First start trapping every customer gon' want a sample Nosy people started watching, politicin', making gossip Tryna keep up with the latest fashion breaking down your pockets Got your confidence up, now you want you a bad b*tch Built a relation then you found out she taking mad dick Fake stressing then convincing yourself that it was past tеnse Realize b*tchеs sneaky cuz she ain't bring up the past tense Caught yourself for granted and you wish you followed your dreams Attracted to this life but it really ain't how it seems Caught up in some trouble you looking for dudes to help When drama cross your path its time to go prove yourself But these streets ain't ever stopping Jail or death the only option Other people started plotting Now you seeing bodies dropping Minor arrests get you questioned interrogated Even though you played dumb they know that you hesitated Started catching robberies always scheming on licks Looking for faster money and plainer ways to get rich Rather they take my life and get buried dead in a ditch Then go out with no respect and get labeled known as a snitch Overlooking what my pen and my fingers wrote "forever situated" my motto and favorite quote But in reality my future became a joke This criminal life style is all i ever promote (coka) My insecurities led me to make some bad decisions Became distracted and choos ignored the tasks that was given Shot twice, still moving like i'm running out of time I never even thought to cherish the fact that i'm living Satisfied with acceptance but still seeking revenge Perfect score throw em' ​off by making amends Orchestrating and planning everything god envisioned All my emotions and poor judgement i kept a distance I grew up stuck in my ways and being narcissistic The truth can be right it your face but its not hard to miss it Making believers you gullible if you optimistic More retaliation cuz those times only a scar can fix it I'm the one to get the job done well by any means Orchestrating i don't gotta do it i can pull the strings Young ni**as coming up looking for a point to prove Men, women, little kids, ain't not time to pick and choose When it was lit, a lot of opps got hit or they got wacked Took a couple losses i was down but i got back Brag about what they heard. quick to always run their lips But in reality these ni**as broke and they ain't doing sh*t Smoking zaza, popping pills, drinking lean, getting smacked Grew up robbing ni**as, selling counties i was pitching crack Scary ni**as bluffing like they gangster but that's just an act It's hard to get respect and if you lose it you can't get it back I'm about a dollar it's a lot of paper in these streets If i can make it on my own then maybe that's enough for me Got me on my bullsh*t, ni**as stepping outta line Strategize my every move i'm on a different type of time I could never trust them, for the money people change quick While i was starving they was eating good and everything switched Ain't no catching feelings when you dealing with a pretty b*tch Get you pussy whipped, do you dirty, then she leave you sick Got some ni**as that'll come and kill you for some new j's Disrespect me your life gone in less than two days Brooklyn ni**as caught my first rollie i was hyped up Doing sh*t they've never seen before so they don't like us See ni**as wearing cubans, while we driving imma hop out A lot of facebook likes so now they think they got clout Runnin' down, i'm taking everything but the glock out People snitching under pressure so you gotta watch out Thirty off a hundred what the fu*k imma do with that? Buy my own work, i'll be damned if i move a pack Gotta pay homage if you got it you getting taxed When i grip the chop i start thinking bout who to clap Counting money, oh they step outta line, i always check that Those few months locked down was only a minor setback Pray on my downfall, pay attention and watch the get-back Only the strong survive situations i never stressed that Take me in my glory now why the fu*k would i let that? Throwing salt on my is where the lack of respect at While they was rapping we starting shooting and told us, did that Now we be trapping and still be shooting and giving head taps I'm from the gutter where people suffer and never make it out Drinking, get to the bag, gotta build up a paper route Let it rock in the pot, watch it drown, then paper towel Benjamin franklin, andrew jackson, i only hang around Born to survive got adjusted to my surroundings From a side block across the street from public housing Started only serving them eighths, quarters, and ounces Earning my money then i spend it all like i found it 100's, 50's, 20's, finessing more than i counted Sirloin steak, rice, lemon with grilled salmon b*tch i'm your daddy give you spankings and leave you grounded Hit it from the back and i'm leaving the pussy pounded Caramel {?}, oldie, pretty ain't got a soft ass Tell her "i love her, wanna fu*k?", whenever she walk past Army ni**as ready for war without a dogtag Moving millies, ski mask on, dressed up in all black Run in the spot, too much jewelry gone come up off that When i'm hungry catch a few stains and then i just fall back Guns drawn, kicking the door cause i need some more cash Flinch let him, caught his bluff, have him jumping he {?} less Big man moving on the {?} you get your jaw (ni**as ain't fu*king with me!) 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