Zayy Marcel - Armed & Dangerous

Yeah
Okay, I'm riding through my city, what's gone now, will come again
Momma finding out some shit now she don't look at me the same
I ain't never been no pussy, talk too loud, you might get stained
What you claim? We be boolin', we can T up for a lame
You'll get slain out in that field, if niggas treat it like a game
Pop a pussy like a pill, the only shit that keep me sane
Had to jump up off that porch, now nigga look what we became
Way I'm feeling, I might just cop me a piece from Johnny Dang
Okay, I'm riding through my city, made my people know my name
Family threw dirt on my shit, so best believe that people change
Imagine thinking yo bitch loyal, when we 'bout to run a train
Now the oppositions mad, the clip so long, don't gotta aim
Now I'm feeling like R. Kelly, all my haters rest in piss
I done seen some niggas fold, all for some money or a bitch
Ain't even poke her, niggas looking real suspicious out the crib
You snake me once, I caught yo bluff, I caught you lacking, run my chips nigga
Imagine thinking you got off to end up in a ditch nigga
Play with me and I'll be stepdad to yo fucking kids nigga
But I ain't buying shit, here to fuck yo bitch in yo crib nigga
She ain't saying shit, 'cause she ain't never had a real nigga
Meech done set the play and now I'm on my way to Marrio
JK, Zye, and Jordan eating, tryna see how far we go
All my niggas Gucci, rock with Chico when it's problems doe
Riding passenger, I'm tryna see how fast that charger go
Okay, I'm riding through my city, what's gone now, will come again (Real shit)
Momma finding out some shit now she don't look at me the same (Hell naw)
I ain't never been no pussy, talk too loud, you might get stained
What you claim? We be boolin', we can T up for a lame
You'll get slain out in that field, if niggas treat it like a game
Pop a pussy like a pill, the only shit that keep me sane
Had to jump up off that porch, now nigga look what we became
Way I'm feeling, I might just cop me a piece from Johnny Dang
Okay, I'm riding through my city, made my people know my name
Family threw dirt on my shit, so best believe that people change
Imagine thinking yo bitch loyal, when we 'bout to run a train
Now the oppositions mad, the clip so long, don't gotta aim (Boom, boom)
We'll get to shooting shit
I feel like Block Logic with this exclusive shit
Black on black apparel, knocked yo mans, don't know who doing it
Popping bottles, so many bitches I call my crew to get
Asses so damn fat it's like she got god damn balloons in it
Okay, I'm diving in with scuba gear, in the box ima fool with it
She running up her mileage, she open, so I get loose with it
Niggas know we blood, fuck with us, end up in a pool of it
I done touched so much money, I'm confused what to do with it
I don't see no competition or a god damn score to beat
But how the fuck I give my all and people still want more of me?
I done looked in Satan's eyes, you know it ain't no scorching me
That struggle made me fearless, so think twice if you at war with me
Okay, I'm riding through my city, what's gone now, will come again
Momma finding out some shit now she don't look at me the same
I ain't never been no pussy, talk too loud, you might get stained
What you claim? We be boolin', we can T up for a lame
You'll get slain out in that field, if niggas treat it like a game
Pop a pussy like a pill, the only shit that keep me sane
Had to jump up off that porch, now nigga look what we became
Way I'm feeling, I might just cop me a piece from Johnny Dang (Real niggas wassup?)

Written by:
Iziah Brown

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