Kream Team - Cannonblaster lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Goddamn I got issues [Hook] Look, goddamn I got issues Y'all don't know what I been through Look, goddamn I got issues Y'all don't know what I been through Ay, goddamn I got issues Y'all don't know what I been through Look, goddamn I got issues Y'all don't know what I been through [Verse 1] Look, my mama was a crack fiend My daddy was a crack fiend too Goddamn now look at me I'm wearing those same damn shoes Think I might burst up outta my skin Flirt with d**h like it's really my b**h Ain't no water gonna wash these sins Man f** y'all hoes, I just wanna get rich It's real Real life, big money No b**h, ever gonna love me I'm a dog, not afraid of nobody On the couch at the trap house, my lobby Come and get some I ain't never been one to run for no beef Come and get some girl Bet you never been f**ed by a G like me I be like Twelve-twenty my block You ain't pushing no rocks You ain't got no hands, boy Don't come to my side You ain't got no ties Said he might be a bad boy Heads turn when I pull up Imma be blocking, checking your plug I don't give two f**s I been racking up lines in my all-black chucks Won't gas no b**h, run with no chumps Side b**h in the back Chop, chop take a bump Side b**h in the back Chop, chop take a bump Side b**h in the back Chop, chop take a bump [Hook] [Verse 2] Pop one, pop two I feel like Superman, with a tool in my hand Might shoot out the van Watch your crew get fanned out Gotta work for that sh**, no handouts Geeked up and I'm camped out On the block, and we pushing to the penthouse I ain't worried about a rent now Got a gang full of k**ers that been down Since day one, I done owned it I'm the sh**, b**h it's my moment If you sniffing dope, then we sold it I stay talking sh**, but I ain't on it Look at it, Imma beat you up with Frank's skateboard It's easy, you get what you paid for Got no remorse for my dirt Mama keep on telling me church gonna save me This 80s baby don't f** around I might crack your melon, I'm evil Might snatch your skeleton up out your body Prepared to die for my people I got like ten bands, four bricks p**no mags on my coffee table She wake me up and then chop me down While I'm eating steak in my [?] cable I'm on Got a bag full of weed, 24K chain, won't duck no b**h on squat Keep it real when I cruise Pint full of booze and a pack full of blacks no lie I'm high Please don't f** around with my time I been saying it all my life If it ain't about money don't hit my line If it ain't about money don't hit my line (Please do not call) If it ain't about money don't hit my line (Please do not text) (Punk a** b**h) If it ain't about money don't hit my line [Hook]