40 Below ft. Session 600 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
No funds, it's repercussions
Don't mean to be redundant
How you ain't know what it was?
When I told you what it wasn't
Killing me ain't in your budget
My niggas play percussion
Killing me ain't in your heart
So please, quit acting tough
Heard you sat down for a month
Told me they took ya lunch in there
Still pray they free my cousin
Head tall
Rolled wit the punches
Mess hall
He took them cuts
Can't watch the family suffer
So I know I should write back
But I can't explain why I ain't seen auntie yet
Seizure done took her tongue
And the last bit of her confidence
Ain't there
But I ain't far from it
Can't call it quits
We just beginning
No trophies
But I touched some winnings
Move by faith
And not by sight
But that don't mean,
I don't trust the vision
Before Moni was Benz whippin
Back when we was pack flippin
And lick hittin
Snatch the pride off a bitch nigga
And prolly fuckin the bitch that with him
Y'all boys claim y'all big timers
I promise there's a big difference
Y'all be all up in the field
And still can't cause no interference
No funds, it's repercussions
Don't mean to be redundant
How you ain't know what it was?
When I told you what it wasn't
Type niggas we call suckas
That weak shit in his blood
Done spared you
More than once
But we'll keep that between us
Gon' speak down on my name
Better keep it on the hush
Or we'll turn up at your function
Confetti turned to dust
Stilling rollin'
Trynna overlap you boys
Talking bout
You got some motion
I thought y'all was stuck
Sped up
Once was we start dumpin'
It conflict or discussions
Real men don't do no fussin'
If he ain't stand by his word
Then he won't stand by us again
If he's willing to cut ahead
Then I'm willing to cut em off
The same breathe
I say "We need more"
I'm yelling out
"Fuck em all"
Prepared for war
I'm fully loaded
Died in this flame, like a moth
Didn't have to get to this
When he could've just shut his mouth