READY Lyrics

There's reasons why people like me ain't where they need to be, they scared, they scared bro

Fuck the speculation, I'm here now, been working 20 years, I don't care what they hear now

The rumors are right, the shooters is ready, I fell off track once, but came back like Andretti

R.I.P. to Fred the Godson, ya bro ready, I'm shooting for the top, no stops, my aim steady, I was really on the west

Where they parked them hitters, I gave them Pac vibes, cause he was a Harlem nigga, we was starving in that apartment

No conscience with us, fell victim to the nonsense, but God was with us

Contra figures, the numbers just doubled, we really from the mud, but we was clean through the hustle

was a man before my uncles, I'm the leader of the pack

From the land where you work, grab the heater or you trap

You hear the pain in my voice, had no choice to give it back

I was living check to check, had my family on my back

I seen my moms get cut, when she was pregnant from my brother

The other bitch was pregnant too, my uncle had to snuff her

My other uncle ran from police, we got the cuffs off

My aunt older now, but she waiting for shit to jump off, this hood life

Tremont Ave , we really did, what we could right

What's understood don't need words, get my good side flash

For the camera, the cannon and take your pictures

R.I.P to Chachi, he killed himself over bitches

Shout out to Walton Ave, that's my second home

We would get it off Jerome, when the Yankees was home

Backpedal at Randall island, where the metal was thrown

Then we finish at City Island, where the henny on go whoa

I feel like Black Rob in his prime, rag top

BBS's on the beam of 89, they eatin' and got conceited

Repeat it, you gon' die

Got blessed at orchard beach, Jesus piece in the sky, why