Choosing Violence ft. Ty Dynasty Lyrics
- Genre:Soul
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Uh, I'm shootin' niggas from the gate Black Trey Pound that shoot eights, five shots
to his face Probably have his shit burnin' like its mace
Runnin' and dodging dippin jakes from another murder case
And I hate a nigga frontin' like he built
Pussy and frail, he get shot, watch this pussy
nigga tell
Woke up and chose violence, that's facts
Hands on gats like massage chairs,
I always get back
I play the cut with them niggas that shoot
And I walk around with some trees like
a Timberland boot You talkin' tough, but you feminine, Duke
I'll click it and shoot and leave ya ashes in the middle of roots
These niggas actin' like they blast, they Rugers These fags is losers, they'll get they ass
waxed like Kunta
And I came to disturb the peace like Luda
Cause they be singin' like Luther, stupid nigga, you'll get smoked like Hookah
Matter of fact, you'll get smoked like Tuka
Big blood'll turn you stone around here
I'm the ape's Medusa, and plus I got the power to do such
I'm out here beatin' on my chest like my heart a producer
Turn a real calm scene to gruesome
Then park the hoop up, slide back with a squad of shooters
It ain't safe if you seein' me masked
First nigga from the Ville to walk around with the beam on the mag
As y'all know, I be feenin' to blast
And I ain't sparing none like cheap weed
I put your seeds in a bag
In the inf, I be beatin' the dash
I be drivin' so fast, the speed camera couldn't catch with a flash
Niggas talk about they EBK, well, I'm GBJ Slap the shit out you and TD Jakes
Right there in front of the DEA And the PD jakes a badass like I'm BBA
Hold on
Catch me on the corner scene, tryna make enormous cream
Niggas hate the champ, but the king is with the women
See, they ain't tough, but ignore frontin' for the cameras
Niggas love puttin' on shows, tour managers Never can you cancel us, thoroughbred handlers
Pull up to the money and the women wanna paper us
I'm just focused on success, tryna get more Mind on my business like an entrepreneur
Your honor, I'm raw, they frontin' on the skills, but I'm gon' win
Niggas tryna play my name like a PSN But they can't, cause I'm stamped, I'm a champ
See a brother on fire, bring water where you can't
I come at you direct, my nigga, I'll never sneak dis
Unless I got a gun and I'm thinkin' like how to sneak this
Always guards up, guards up, keep my shit the tightest
Always tryna spare you'll dive like Leonidas
Katch me with a bitch, she a star, and she on the arm
Good dick, make a star scream, no Decepticon
Roll up with a Megatron, flow like methadone
Shorty, she was on me, she was thirsty since she met the don
Pimp have a catalog, fuck the radio I don't play station, shorty busy on my analog
Never get ahead of me, never get ahead of me
Stone to the bone, I'm gorilla till they bury me