Yo Gotti - Concealed lyrics

[Verse 1:] They cooperating with the state, the case concealed Remember Rico, from cm5 sh** revealing Jook ran off on the plug, damn near got me k**ed But that's my brother so f** em, ya know what it is Hunnid choppers in the spot, look like Taliban A hunnid n***as already k**ed, ya know what I'm saying They tried to shut the hood down, we ain't going though I been to prison, stressing lately, so I'm blowing dough n***a hurting in the hood, trying to give em hope b**hes tryna throw me p**y, I tell em no I'm a million dollar n***a, don't excite a n***a b**h if I go to jail today, would you write a n***a [Hook:] Keep the game concealed I'm tryna tell em how it is Like Migos Bout my M&m's b**hes jocking, n***as hatin, ya know what it is [Verse 2:] Don't give no money to no hoes Won't put money on yo books I told epic I'm bout money, I don't give a f** about no looks I don't give a f** about no b**hes, and they feelings f** about no n***as, telling me I'm not real cause I'm winning Give a f** about no penitentiary no consequence p**y n***as, I'm diving in it Give a f** about no gossip, no rumors, won't respond All this and that, and back and fourth All this social gangsta you on Give a f** about no bodies, or no murders or no guns Give a f** about no stripper b**hes, even though I throw ones [Hook] [Verse 3:] Free C Murda R.I.P to Soulja Slim, n***a If ya got a minute in jail, go and see him n***a Money order, send a picture, that mean ya f**ing with em It's only right if ya hold it down, then ya was thuggin' with em Whenever you see me, you see the sad faces My n***a go to jail, we got the same case Read between the lines, b**h I'm riding for em I'm a rapper and security b**h I'm fighting for em My n***as do a big, I hold it down for em And if the ho a hunnid, I make the time for it Don't do no talking, straight out the muscle I'm a keep a lot of sh** concealed, til the art of hustle