The Story Of Adrian Lyrics

I got a story I can tell

I don't really think this'll go down well

This might get me locked up or get me sent to hell

Where ever I end up, I'm taking you as well

See little boy, you done got it twisted

Call this Euthanasia, cause your death gon' be assisted

Fucking with my boys, then you know I take conviction

Stepping in my half, that's my jurisdiction

You got your friends killed and you keep tryna deny it

Shooting up a hospital I don't think I like that

If you wanna shoot at anything come shoot at my records

I'll be quick to slap you face like Will Smith at awards

You're a buster boy, ain't nobody respect ya

If I was a junkie, you syringe, never inject ya

Flexing all this cash, how you gonna get your piece

Just like your friends got got I make sure you at peace

I turn up to a funeral and act like nothing happened

Cause ain't that what you did? when you got your friends clapped and

Said it wasn't you? so what you tryna do?

If you tryna pull up on me, my eyes on you

I dispose of you

Whole city in the back of my rear view

Your body's in the trunk

I'm quiet like a monk

And if I see you in the streets

You're gonna get jumped

Get put on, like your lock picks you expire

Put some lead up in your head have smoking tires

You see Adrian, you a little bitch

And like a light, you've gone and flipped my switch

Have your boys in the back digging up your ditch

I'm fiending like a junkie, I'm all about that itch

This a warning shot

To you and only you

Have your Mrs. lining up the boys like she in a queue

So what it do?

You pulling on my block tonight?

Or your Mrs. got you by your drawers? You uptight

Little bitch

Pull up

I got Justice on my side

Fucking dare ya

And don't you fucking pull up in red

Or you get a bullet to your fucking head

And I leave you on the ground dead

Just like your friends got got

You gon' get got

I'm coming for ya boy

Watch your back