Kur - 911 lyrics

[Kur] NGB n***a, it's Kur the hottest n***a up town Nobody fukin' with me n***a Lets get it I'm 'bout my business man, I'm 'bout my business man Go an' ask Lex, ya b**h been a fan I will spin ya sh** just like ceiling fan f** sneak dissin' I am direct My house look just like the projects An' if you bustin' n***a, if you bustin' n***a; why that mixtape ain't drop yet? I don't hear these n***a I don't hear these n***as These guys bought security with them If I see you out I take ya j**elry n***a, I mean ya old heads Leave yo a** with no laughs, you hanging on by no thread Them Vernon Road n***as broke in the towers, ring the alarm; code red Let me guess y'all gone' talk about how mom was on d** and I sold Reg Never been a b**h you can ask Tay that n***a knew me before o was wearing'[?] Bank Brothers is no threat Bryan Roberts is so whack T-Dot is like a pitbull, put money on ya head and he go fetch He used to break his neck just to speak with me Now this f** n***a tryna beef with me? Its time to f**in bomb, its that f**in time Turn Bank Brothers to Bank Mothers , y'all get money from ya f**in moms I got a Glock 40 with extended clip, none of y'all n***as ain't touchin' mine Told y'all about several times You county boys need to step in line Before that gold sh** that's around ya wrist, my homie 'Nell will turn leprechaun Me and [AN?] we the hottest out and I don't really know who next in line but It ain't you n***a, this street life sh** ain't you n***a Play ball and go to school n***a, before ya tall a** be on the news n***a We seen ya b**h and came at the b**h, then called her phone like where the nudes n***a? Y'all sweeter than fruit n***a Don't talk sh** just shoot n***a Since you live up in the pent house I put n***as on ya roof n***a Tell Cal to get off my dick Tell Lil to get off my dick You ain't from [?] so p**y a** n***a get off my dick We ain't filthy rich, but we ain't f**ed up That song that you song like Drake on got a couple views ok thumbs up That's wa**up, now ya lucks up The boy BLove just f**ed up Me and me team had so many belts, had b**hes like where the nunchuks If they see you out, you getting snuffed up Better take flight when they run up Like you took flight you they came around This is more than rap I ain't playin' around My mom was smoking my mom was selling f** family this is 9/11 I get high as heaven Money over b**hes I ain't tired of selling' If you dis me in one more rap you better go to church and find a reverend If you dis me in one more rap, you better go to church and find a reverend Go to Church Enon!