Dark City ft. Chapo Lyrics

Go mode

Maybe

Maybe I should tell em what it really is

Going to the killas all he know is go mode

Stopping Niggas in they tracks

Oh he done froze

You was talking to the right

Should've kept close

Know a Nigga taking pecs

He can't take no more

Everything I do is for this block

It never appreciated

Everything I did was for you

But you can't appreciate it

I was sad when my bro nae died

I was sad when the hood

Was dropping tears

And I know Im the the one who can't cry

Every one of your soldiers stand

And they die

Everyone on the ground

and you would think you alive

how you think you the livest

Left all of your homies

And that in your mind it gets to you

You see your homies stretched in blue

Asking questions

Interview

Let him dead

That's all I got for you

Playing with the wrong ones

Pancake switched up

He laying down ditched up

Move to switch my gratitude

Yo ass is dead I'm proud of you

Everything you talk about

My Niggas really after you

They fuck up on a hit

They sending me

Yo a ratty fool

Pull a trick

Up from my sleeve

I catch ya ass

It drago season

Chapo, Chapo

Got a cup it's filled up with lean, damn I'm feeling mean

Popped a perc Im off of this Earth, I can't feel a thing

Mind racing, trying to slow it down like a movie scene

Life flash before eyes what it took to get here

Shit won't easy, built with work but I got a career

Rapping about what I been through, so you know to steer clear

Travel on this road alone, how a nigga get here

My circle changed
 a lot over the years

Had to learn that people only want you when you can give them something

They don't ever give back

My momma told me "you the chosen one", God made you a soldier

I done took some punches from life that would have left you folded

Learned some lessons, most the hard way, and that shit molded

Me into a man who carries others boulders

That's my problem, got a good heart and some strong shoulders

Carry all my problems nigga, even if they broke me

I been stabbed in my back a hundred times, but I'm a trooper

Take shit one step at a time, I'm gon win can't be a loser

(I can't, I just can't)

As I get older the shit I used to do don't amuse me

The world's a cruel place where people tear down and abuse you

They say one thing then do the other, trying to confuse you

That's why I'm glad I do my own thing

That's why I'm glad I chase my own dreams

My cup's a double styrofoam clean,

Audemars Piguet is pristine

New goals

Prestiger

Calming opps

Procedure

Shutting up your mouth

That's what we had to do

To tweak yea

Shutting out your options

That what we do to them leachers

All these cops is coming

Yea the city turning blue

I was hiding from the Jake's

I'm the quiet in the group

Lasher beam come I need ya

Calm me out my reasons

Gassing up my room

It's another nigga in my research

Everytime I sneak up

These niggas stop meaning

Run from all the lies you type

It like you really believe it

Oh my brother lied to me

I catch him out his sneakers

Oh I heard you stole from me

We cutting off his fingers

Ain't never want the game

We gave you

That's why you starving

If you want the crown the most

You get up where you falling

I hand you what the fuck I want

And never give an option

The fact that you thought you was something where we gotta pause it