Myth Syzer - Drillin' lyrics

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Myth Syzer - Drillin' lyrics

[Verse 1] For the young wild n***as Looking for another way out because this strap should have Moving forward from a gun child figure And I don't have to pull another trigger if I move from the hood With this rules, wanna take what's mine, take my shine Third eye open so I can't go blind Speak about the life of a young kid Living in the city where they much pretty and they ride For they can't for got their back Retaliate if a n***a wanna try what's next From and the homies they can never stay lonely But your child ? ain't' need codeine Because the k** for their own will Mama ain't home on time, so they gotta get their own meals It seems 'bout the rap life, living in the trap life Through the unemployment, because they young and they black, ha So f** it, I'ma ride Try to stay clean I ain't f**ing with no type But if a n***a wanna disrespect the click And put the f**ing beat ? tie f** the government I can never abide By they f** a** rules, n***a f** that school I'll pick up that tool, take your ? to provide For the fame, for the money, I obtain, I oblige To dope fiends, dope fiends, more money, more problems, copin But all the boys in my city got me throw away Through gotta stay alive so I'm doing supposed to Speak from the heart got your vocals Tryin to go worldwide, f** local Cause ain't nothing here but d**h all around So a motherf**er gotta stay soulful b**h [Hook] We gotta stay strong Keep your muthaf**er hands up So n***a spit your game, talk your flow Can't f** with this real hood, sh** though sh** your game, talk your flow Can't f** with this real hood, sh** though [Verse 2] Gotta stay alive in the city where the skinny n***a drop Drive by for five, see me in the side f** that we need peace, living in the belly of the beast But f** n***a still gon' eat, ha But still gon' eat, still living and put lyrics on the beat Still living in the white man ? Still hanging n***as gotta get upon their feet Before we stop the breathing no parasites a n***a can't be leaching Got no kids to feed em, now give them a reason n***a go blast that pieces like war in the Middle East f** that is war in the middle West, gotta stay blessed see a n***a stressed Because I hang a n***a want a symbol out of chest Which you think best believe you gonna invest In the chopper, in the vest, happen if you test Could you break it down and sell it to a guest Trying to make more because they left em for less Left em for d**h no telling what's next In jail time or he headed for d**h Try to city limit so he gotta try his best Just find the way out but the capital With the city kept for you, with the capital Right? [Hook] So n***a spit your game, talk your flop Can't f** with this real hood, sh** though sh** your game, talk your flop Can't f** with this real hood, sh** though Outro