Scary Hours Lyrics

It was scary hours me and gang on the late night

Free all my dawgs in the feds some of them doing state time

Keep a knockings took my brother life can't let em take mine

Helped my brothers face their demons but still cannot face mine

It's either kill or be killed when you in the ghetto

Still envision finding grandma dead I can't let it go

Heard them niggas talking shit they know better than to test us tho

Don't hesitate to let it go who plotting you may never know

Forever thugging yeah we still in the streets

My hood buzzing in the field my mom pray that I leave

Smoke him no hot box leave him slumped in his v

Play no games call of duty straps when its beef

Niggas praying on my down fall

You niggas fake can't come around yall

Silencer on the gun I took the sound off

He moving cold I tell my hitta chill

His screws loose toting hammers when its time to drill

Red beam playing laser tag with the opps

357 glock 9 you can't beat these odds

I move like a ghost it aint no seeing me

But best believe in every hood like smack dvd

We was posted 3 am just to catch em creeping

Seeing bodies in his dreams sleeping wit his demons

Had to brush em lay him down do that nigga greasy

It was scary hours me and gang on the late night

Free all my dawgs in the feds some of them doing state time

Keep a knockings took my brother life can't let em take mine

Helped my brothers face their demons but still cannot face mine

It's either kill or be killed when you in the ghetto

Still envision finding grandma dead I can't let it go

Heard them niggas talking shit they know better than to test us tho

Don't hesitate to let it go who plotting you may never know

Death in the air tech in my gear

Niggas who aint down to ride get left In the rear

Either you shoot or you drive stay home if you scared

Don't come around my circle we boxing out squares

Forever lucky lil bro was a different breed

Would've never thought we would lose Ceon to the streets

All your dawgs held you down literally buried our brother

In heaven like you check it still upping the numbers

I found grandma dead she was looking at me

9 years later and I wonder how She looking at me

Still tryna change tryna get it right

But if we find out bro killer then they giving us life

I tell my baby girl I got God with me

The hittas know I'm straight that 45 with me

It was scary hours me and gang on the late night

Free all my dawgs in the feds some of them doing state time

Keep a knockings took my brother life can't let em take mine

Helped my brothers face their demons but still cannot face mine

It's either kill or be killed when you in the ghetto

Still envision finding grandma dead I can't let it go

Heard them niggas talking shit they know better than to test us tho

Don't hesitate to let it go who plotting you may never know