Don Almighty Lyrics

Uh huh, yeah

Calling all hustlers, body snatchers

Food stamp spinners, rim rollers on classics

All my niggas, my rainbow outfit bitches

Dollar flip flops, stocking face door kickers

All my niggas

You love him to die with him, I'll make you cry with him

Gun smoke for a weed head nigga get high with him

Twin glocks for the pops I raise, you new niggas is pussy

Going live when he only caught a graze your stash

I done spent that twice, put your blood on the blade

And make my bitch lick it off the knife

Take a zip out the brick to tell him we got a problem

Told my man, let the nigga live, just to rob him

You tap comments, I tap pockets, we tapped in different

Slap suckers, but I treat men different

All soldiers get a flip phone a nine in a vest

Two birds, one stone and a popular steps

To pitch on and welcome home the killers

Rock bottom got a spot for him, home the realist

We knock niggas out and we fuck niggas up

After that, help him up when we think he had enough

I don't Like none of y'all niggas, y'all can save that shit

For the games motherfucker, I don't play that shit

You ain't scared when I come around

It's cool, I did worse than Adolph over them Jews

No licks in the school zone

I put the tool down when I seen the nigga granny

And I moved on, I played by a set of rules

Win or lose, I don't pick and choose

Nigga in that box, I'm a stick and move

Fuck your old spots, I got traps on the block now

Fuck that old money, I got stacks with the Glocks now

Keep thinking I'm a rapper and it's all for show

I'm a give your ass answers, only God can know

I don't post on blocks or newsfeeds

I stay in one spot it shots or lose two Gs

And I got everything a crew need

Guns, money, and drugs and I do lead

Heard he falling off, now he fall in line

Went from calling shots, now he call in crimes

When you think of me, keep a dog in mind

Because I'm loyal and I lock on my target fine

Me and Vic brought coke to school and left paid

Powder in the bathrooms, those was the best days

Smooth talk, something but force is the best way

Yeah, I'm talking tech with the vest

Way they killed my nigga blue, I was riding same night

Next day, block spray, niggas jumping off the bikes

Nigga, they don't see me a lot

But when they do, it's bad news or dropping off to the crew

I don't care about your licks or the whips you cop

If I can't eat with you, I'm a blitz the spot

Band aids on my tips when it's time to ride

Well, according to my guys, I'm the pressure applied

Took losses and closed coffins

Had meetings with the bosses, I floss

And I still kept it cautious

I hate when weak niggas give opinions on the street

The fuck would you do if you ain't have no way to eat

You ain't better because you scared of the dirt

I acknowledge the mud, you get a spark if you acknowledge the plug

There's two drafts that we all know

Yeah, one is NBA and the other one is state greens

And Cargoes , I'm present where my flaws go

You don't know how much I mean to the streets

Motherfucker, but the law know I'm present where my flaws go

You don't know how much a nigga really means to the streets

But the law know

This is the police

Put your hands up

Put them over your head

Let me see them

This is the police

Come out with your hands up

You have the right to remain silent