LAST TESTAMENT Lyrics

Hold up hold up hold up

Shut up man

Who the fuck is that

Hello

Hey Gr8 Gr8 what's up

Man they pop that nigga man they popped that nigga son

Who

Them hoe ass niggas from the other side

They popped that nigga for a peezy

They popped that nigga what you want me to do

Naw nigga you don't need to do shit

You don't do shit I got it I got it I got it I'm on the way

Fuck man

Hey you gotta go you gotta you gotta go

Are you serious

Know what you want and speak to mind you just can't stutter

If you can't trust them round no bag that ain't yo brother

And if she moving like a boss you better cuff her

And if he moving like a rat you better stuff him

Cause these lil new niggas is different they got money too just ain't got no soul

So I'm dishing out my money too Cant let them get on

I put that pistol at that one or two yo body or soul cause I'm different

And I can't let these pussy niggas in my business

Open that trunk gotta make room

Cause if he try to play us then them bullets going straight through

Broad day light I ain't no killer but don't push me

I'm shooting down the cars on my mama I got foot speed pussy

Aim for the tire gotta slow yo prey

Potna doing life for murder case and I'm his protégé

Walk em down show him he was outta his league

He thought this pistol was for show this ain't no Hollywood scene

But I got Hollywood dreams and you about to be a extra

HBO showtime Cinemax make a special

Ima shoot this shot in 4K broad day pistol play full clip hip to face

Know what you want and speak to mind you just can't stutter

If you can't trust them round no bag that ain't yo brother

And if she moving like a boss you better cuff her

And if he moving like a rat you better stuff him

Cause these lil new niggas is different they got money too just ain't got no soul

So I'm dishing out my money too Cant let them get on

I put that pistol at that one or two yo body or soul cause I'm different

Body on the pavement he ain't moving but he still breathing

Shoot his ass again I can hear the demons

He fighting like the star actor but this ain't no ordinary script

So ain't no police coming in after

Remember me you took out my brother for a pound of weed

And they ain't hold no trial in court so I'll held it in the streets

You have been convicted of a murder nigga first degree

And now your judgment coming from a pistol nigga held by me

Dear lord if he make it through them gates I consider you fraud

Cause I'm just doing what you said in yo Old Testaments

You taught us eye for a eye so this my last testament Testify