Pella daGoat - War Stories (feat. G.7 & 4EvrPay’d)

You have any idea how many people you've killed
No
No, I don't even know
No
I don't know
But you remember doing you it
Yeah, no doubt, but I was engaged in war
You know the rules of engagement
Kill or be killed, kill or be killed, kill or be killed
Yeah, ayy
Yall know what the fuck ghostin', right
Yeah, yeah
Pella daGoat bitch
And y'all know I stay with that crackee G7 but, you know
Look, look
Boy, these lame ass hoes ain't built like me
Won't take one step in my Nike
Won't take one pic in my white tee
And won't stand in that paint cause they might freeze
Fuck talkin' hard
Walk the yard
Lace them up and then face it, bruh
I'ma pull up just to make you bust
I'm the golden goose and yall basic ducks
And y'all bitch ass sit down to piss
Boy, you was born a bitch
And got some baby nuts
I bet y'all dad was glad that he ain't stick around to help raise ya up
Cause I got my ten
Took it on the chin
And just held it down and sent prayers up
Told your ass don't play with us
No love straight hate
Live dangerous
Hey, I'ma pull up with a gang of ghosts
In that lane I been maintainin', cause
It's loyalty before royalty and them realest ones
They ain't changin' up
I done had to walk through the fires of hell with no shoes on
And all by myself so I'ma take it wherever you tryin' to go
Any kind of road
I'm thinkin' might as well, but
Yeah
Aye, you know
Yeah
Grey flags and body bags
CWA type shit
No matter which way that you tryin' to go
I'ma stay silent and stick to the code
I'ma stay bout it when it's time to go
And when I'm pullin' up, I be toe tagging hoes
And my heart been cold like February
So get out the way or be gettin' buried
Y'all know G-7 been legendary
Leave a trail of bodies like a cemetery
I'm back and I'm better I was gone for a minute
They counted me out when they thought I was finished
I beat a few charges and dodged a life sentence
Richie told me little bro this just the beginning
8th in my blunt with a four in my cup
Codeine make me lean the addies took me up
No victim no witness I guess it's no case
When you move like a ghost it's hard to see your face
I want it I'm at it
I'm focused I mean it
The gang in my veins it's no secret I'm bleeding
Slime on my face so let that be the reason
I cut a few off cuz they committed treason
Nawf in my palm my foot on sucker's neck
Streets on my back I'm running up a check
23 that's my year I swear to God I'm next
A child of Esu alafia I'm blessed.
Exclusive
Yes, sir
Baakwoodz in this bitch, man
Aye
Aye
Aye, you know
You know, every track we get on, we murder
That's on seven
Yes, sir

Written by:
Jevon Wilson, Justin Greene, Scotty Venable

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find