Ghetto Life Way's Lyrics

I want you to get this fuck where he breathes

I want you to find his stance before we end this

I want em dead

I want his family dead

I want his house burned to the ground

I want to go in the middle of the night

And i want to piss on his ashes

I thought they been knowing how i roll

Real clever on a stroll

I been known to carry chrome

Stay gripping on a pole

I keep that heater close

Because i gotta make it home

Because i gotta make it home

Because im quick to let it go

All my bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers yeah

All my bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers yeah

All my bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers yeah

All bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers

Most you niggas

On some snitch shit

Yall talking to the police

What you know bout wiretapping

When its coming from your homies

Atf come asking questions

About the trap kit

They dont live it

They just rap it

Ingenuity they capping

Next to me i got the bloodline

Ink muddy pressure

Make me wanna spend some more time

Couldn't rely on this berretta

So i had to cop a carbine

The accuracy on its nasty

Quick to spray him like its crunch time

I dont need no punch line

Spray em with this forty

You suckers stick to trapping

My bloodline been subtracting now

So i been on a roll

Gotta spray em its a habit

Because they gotta pay a toll

And my homies who went at it

In exchange i got their souls

Pouring liquor for my niggas

And my eses and my fours

Because i know i wont forget you

My mind racing as it goes

Cant forget when i smoke

Off that sticky smoking bowls

As im chilling with the villains

Bet you knowing how that goes

I thought they been knowing how i roll

Real clever on a stroll

I been known to carry chrome

Stay gripping on a pole

I keep that heater close

Because i gotta make it home

Because i gotta make it home

Because im quick to let it go

All my bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers yeah

All my bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers yeah

All my bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers yeah

All bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers

You dont got a be a hero

Know that snitches will get stiches

And bitches chasing riches getting mixed up in they feeling

Mixing emotion with the business

Never trust a broad homie

Reminiscing quick to flip em

Bet they switching sides homie

Like a diamond to a spade

I stay gripping the extension

I aint talking bout them braids

Most of you just quick to mention

Don't chill with the opposition

If you do you get it too

This goes out to all my homies

That stay loyal to the roots

I thought they been knowing how i roll

Real clever on a stroll

I been known to carry chrome

Stay gripping on a pole

I keep that heater close

Because i gotta make it home

Because i gotta make it home

Because im quick to let it go

All my bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers yeah

All my bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers yeah

All my bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers yeah

All bruh killas

All my brothers drug dealers