Juice - Breathe $oft lyrics

[Intro: Lord $moke] n***as bouta be sick when this tape drop n***a n***a F Gang n***a f** you other n***as bang n***a? [Hook: Lord $moke] Ridin round Tha Town with my heat on RiP and North Effect yeah p**y n***a we on Its ice cold in these streets so I keep my heat on Dose Fam Eark k**ah till im 6ft deep that is what I be on I keep my heat on I keep my heat on In the field I move slow... And breathe soft Yea breathe soft w my heat on Yea breathe soft w my heat on Yea breathe soft w my heat on Yea breathe soft w my heat on [Verse 1: Lord $moke] I be lurkin through these streets with my heat on p**y n***a be gone Ahead of u by pions EBK murder sh** that is really what I be on Its a cold world in these street I get my ski on While hella n***as freeze up guess they turned the heat off But me I won't fold up I ain't no Mac Book I wack a n***a turn him to a zombie like Flatbush Yea boy im that good That hood Real n***a I dont act hood Twist Vegaz not Backwoods Whole squad spark more than a match book Life is a b**h I got her on lock juss like a bad crook I got yo man mad shook n***as want beef well im the damn cook Tryna bring home the bacon get yo ham cooked Try to steal my stuff, make 1 call, and then I get your hands took Smith & Wesson snap back like rubber bands And you know these other n***as is doin the Runnin Man HoGGin N DoGGin I'm just tryna run a pack I hand it off to the Lil Hitta and he gon run it back Thats just how it is I did 13 months and touched down now I'm feelin kinda like a Runnin Back And u know that it ain't nun man Eark Fam ain't nun man We come through and we bustin man And them n***as ain't even bustin back [Hook: Lord $moke] [Verse 2: Juice] Breathe Soft with my heat on Lookin for a bad b**h to lean on EK, FSG, EBK, 39, n***as ain't safe at home base I don't play Rock with a 40, shoot about 30 Damn, thought I was Stephen Curry RiP Gang, n***as get buried For actin scurry My n***a I ain't worried Juice n***a, I know you n***as heard of me Hop out on yo b**h a** like a burglary Told Lil Bro n***as ain't who they pretend to be Gotta treat em like a friendemy I don't trust sh** unless its comin from tha family So I'm rockin with a whammy Until that sh**s jamming I hope they understand me Runnin sh** over like a stampede [Hook: Lord $moke]