Styles P - I'm A Gee lyrics

Oh! Most of us came from a broken home Drowning all my sorrows Drinking liquor trying to smoke alone Arguing with my wife so I broke the phone But the plane is on! Is acting funny with the work Like my money didn't work He gonna end up getting murdered The acting funny with the Like the sh** that I spit on the record wasn't real! Hood man, but they know But they end up in jealousy to end a n***a high! The other day I say f** When I play the bodega it was dance for the Dutch Keep it real, we're living in real time And I'm feeling the n******gs' pain But they never can feel mine! So I'm a go with the green light I don't even sleep, how the f** could I dream right? [Chorus] Yeah, yeah! And you keep telling me things are getting better Yeah, yeah! But I'm a do me, you can say whatever I'm a G! Guess it's a sad think my is magic! I remember I never I never said December was cold But February was drastic My n******gs and what they When the murder scene is tragic! n******gs can talk sh**, we don't even glimpse n******gs can get hit, we don't even wince! Entourage and I don't mean Vince Purple label and purple Porsche I look into the sky life, my life And I zip my lips the minute they read my rights Blowin' on a lone Dutch in here How I lie, rather die to be in jail It's so good 'till it's all bad And the ugly n******gs gonna crash your broad's [Chorus] I keep on moving on my new on the blocks The young boys move I salute cause it's the west like What they do for In the nights your brain is out when the c**aine Again I know my men got life out the game Don't stop so pull the weed out tonight's Yeah, it's like that My down South n******gs they got My East Coast n******gs they got the You found what your friends did I throw this money over b**hes But n******gs so let's kick it! If you really live by the G code shoot a couple of guns Hurry up and reload! [Chorus]