Suppressor Silence
Where I'm from you win some you lose some
When you lose you ain't gonna see another day
T-Man Stay Cranking
Took so many losses had to get a winning streak
Watch them double crosses when you balling in a streets
Free all of my felons who on one and twenty-three
Thugging harder with my grief you wasn't really there with me
It's cold in the streets better hold on to your heater
Either you deceased or you gone turn into a reaper
Suppressors in the Beamer know we wet ya if we seen ya
I Wouldn't wanna be ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
I hopped off da porch I wasn't scared of no heights
Sticked up ducking and dodging the lights
Give it up once I ain't saying it twice
Play with your dice and you pay with your life
Kill or be killed when you living this life
Don't jump in the mix trying earn you a stripe
My uncle was whipping and selling the ice
His daughter was stealing and hitting the pipe
And I see the hate when I look in your eyes
I know that you wish you could see my demise
Most of my rivals was once on my side
So they how I'm riding, they know how I fire
Jordan and Penny I'm yelling free Haid
Got caught with a Glock thirty S on his side
Remember them days when we shared the same iron
Every time we got caught its a moment of silence
Omertà the code we ain't talking to feds
And we don't hear a thing if you ain't talking bread
I can't see no evil I'm living in Hell
Grew up with the devil, met God in a cell
Since I was born I been destined to fail
Eleven years old and running from twelve
Loading them pistols and wiping the shells
Cause love don't exist when you die by yourself
Took so many losses had to get a winning streak
Watch them double crosses when you balling in a streets
Free all of my felons who on one and twenty-three
Thugging harder with my grief you wasn't really there with me
It's cold in the streets better hold on to your heater
Either you deceased or you gone turn into a reaper
Suppressors in the Beamer know we wet ya if we seen ya
I Wouldn't wanna be ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
No I don't wanna be you niggas
Tom Ford frames can't see you niggas
Plain Jane Carty's I can read you niggas
You don't never bite the hand that a feed you nigga
Ice cold heart I freeze my bitches
Make them throw fits and delete my pictures
Niggas always talking 'bout it's cheaper if you keep her
I save more money when I leave my bitches
Faking like I'm sleeping when they creeping and it's on me
Faking like you reaching, rest in peace you and your homie
Fucking up her sheets and then I leave her by her lonely
No I can't stay the night I got them demons leaching on me
Faking like I'm sleeping when they creeping and it's on me
Faking like you reaching, rest in peace you and your homie
Fucking up her sheets and then I leave her by her lonely
No I can't stay the night I got them demons leaching on me