SHEEESH Lyrics

They lied about the shit we eat,

Lied about my history

I can see the future but the past is still a mystery

I'm searching for my happiness

While fighting thru this misery

I tried to show the way but I see most of yall ain't listening

I just want respect and I see some of yall ain't giving it

Everybody talking bout that life but they ain't living it

I knew I would always be good cause I can vision it

I'm just doing me cause no one calls and no one visiting

I know people thought I was done done but I'm not finished

Next nigga come out his face gettin shot in it

I don't give a fuck if he big I'm here to shock niggas

Still walk around with the glock but I will box niggas

Brody you should know how it be you was a block nigga

Everybody out there competing to be the top nigga

See I used to sell weed and was a rock dealer

And I even used to move e's and knew some cop killers

My gun big my bitch bad my block bigger

I run shit I whip ass and chop niggas

I come swift I sit back and watch niggas

The gun clip will spit fast and drop niggas

I'm so cool but these dudes stay mad at me

This old tool give your crew fatalities

I'm no fool nigga you can't damage me

I'm old school with a new mentality

They lied about the shit we eat,

Lied about my history

I can see the future but the past is still a mystery

I'm searching for my happiness

While fighting thru this misery

I tried to show the way but I see most of yall ain't listening

I just want respect and I see some of yall ain't giving it

Everybody talking bout that life but they ain't living it

I knew I would always be good cause I can vision it

I'm just doing me cause no one calls and no one visiting

Heard he talking like he tuff I am not fazed

I don't even got respect for what the cops say

You is not cool nigga you a hot plate

You either gettin shot or a chopped face

They got me fucked up and now your lucks up

These niggas trash pulled up in a dump truck

See I ain't worried bout a thing I got my gun tucked

And when I run outta bullets you gettin gun butt

See I bin puttin in that work since a young buck

Guess these niggas thought it was a game but the funs up

See I really wanted my cash and my funds up

So every night we played the ave to the sun's up

Too smart to be dealing with you dumb fucks

Getting money out the whip like a lunch truck

These hands known to leave a nigga punch drunk

Grew up listening to big l and pun stuff

Everybody poppin shit but I'm a put a stop to it

Coming out your throat al get you chopped in your esophagus

If I ever catch your baby mom's I'm puttin cock in it

Everything you doing I'm just tryna do the opposite

Homie I'm just tryna open doors how's you knocking it

I can be your coach to the game like in popovich

I can introduce you to some dudes that got allot to flip

I was out there coppin bricks during stop and frisk

They lied about the shit we eat,

Lied about my history

I can see the future but the past is still a mystery

I'm searching for my happiness

While fighting thru this misery

I tried to show the way but I see most of yall ain't listening

I just want respect and I see some of yall ain't giving it

Everybody talking bout that life but they ain't living it

I knew I would always be good cause I can vision it

I'm just doing me cause no one calls and no one visiting