FlyZah - Gunna lyrics

[Intro]:Yeah.Im kinda high man.Stacking green piece of papers man.But listen My eyes are exactly red,hold bread till im dead Lead in my bed,keep a couple 100 dreads Fly zah da gunna,never been a runna I live in a world thats between a snitch and a stunna I rely on a known phrase call p's and q's Refuse to do that turn ya back and get clapped wit tools Trey deuce on that dude drew bruise on ya crew He never lose unless he has two types of ooze to choose Masculine a**a**in,silents are strappin Click clappin them to da ground like im toe tappin I think im responsible to this game even though they dont know me Even though i throw punchlines they should recognize and owe me They say that by speaking the truth shall set you free I disagree,cause n***as fib like they had a first degree For holding weight,making work like a shopping spree And z.t doesn't do that to he comes wit a s-i-d-e K-i-c-k grab me a rozay Thay think im just frontin when im spittin well then o.k Jose,i just crossed the line three times Cause i'll never stop or drop until i'll reach the finishline I do what i can to make anything better Like bruce wayne coming to end to heth ledger Never been a feather but was raised without cheddar Years later started hustling copping dollars in my sweater Spending change after change to maintain more money So i could have it stuck to my ear like earbud gummy's Fatherless child,ain't that's crazy and wild Never seen'em in weeks it's like we in two different isles Two different lanes,planes it's weird,pain,and strange Only saw'em once a year now im full of anger wit veins That's bigger than a brain,let me get back stacking Cause these n***as slackin which gets me caught in distraction I seen real n***as hold Glocks,real n***as fold gwops For sellin bricks or hittin licks but trust me i seen a whole lot Around to cop or drop a pound so you wouldn't let ya team down Where i come from you would rather make a shot than a rebound I know it sound retarted but homie dont just me started Or i might just end you up or lift you up to any garbage I dont look like a gunna but looks can be decieving Green piece of paper is my hoop to what im achieving Haters still hating im like when they goin be leaving Cause im up living it up and their mad cause their dreaming Have their a** leanin,infrared beam and Messy ravioli on the floor so imma leave'em their dreamin Extra clips will make you do a double back flip If you think im playing games like battlefield or battleship Yo me im not a fronta but i got much potential And i make mad hits cause im fit to spit instrumentals Keep the bums in the dump with their rocks in their socks Cause me man i got every animal on every side of my block Except for snakes,birds,rats cause we don't roll wit no flocks Gunners in tha click will rip a n***as hip Cops in the strip,all them n***as gonna dip If ya clan ain't bangin hire some henchmobs Cause they doin dirt they just picking corn tha cob Pick real n***as that so jobs,kicking n***as doorknobs Tell'em to hurry up the gwop,cause we got plenty hobs Like rob,i cop 50's and 100's of tha green piece of paper Money stretches to 1000 volts like a jet black tazer Blickey's on deck like a red criss cross lazer Combined wit some sharp cut sh** that's all razors Put them sh**s together in a hammer that'll be real major See me in tha hood i might pop you and ya neighbor Like styles said n***as will do anything for a green piece of paper