D.WARD - Open up the Door
Verse: 1You want in well I’ll open up the door
Hot chics tip toeing on the wood floors
You can tell by the quality I’m making a living
Triple coat jackal-bean stain
Decorum did em
The living room opens up straight to the pool
The pool is surrounded by my people no fools
All of em bosses graduated school
Some heavy in the streets you can tell by the jewels uh
Reminiscing when I was a have not
Now I have knots in 3 different banks spots
2 seater drop velveted in the lot
0-60 cost me a cool 50
She use to diss me
When no one knew me in the city
Now she want D and the finer way of living
Asked her what it cost she say Birkin Prada Fendi take this and double it and maybe you can wit me uh
Verse: 2
Back in high school Everybody loved him
Friday night lights girls wanna touch him
He went to Christian camp with some upper class friends
Found God and a love for caucasian women
He found out real quick he was different in they eyes
He had special way with women since knee high
No father so his grandfather taught him how to ride
And his mother was a goddess she defied all odds
But something clicked in him when his grandfather died started straying from the path flirting with the dark side
Running with the klick all times of the night soaking in hustling in the streets street light
Now everyone around him pack guns
He had a lil knife he used to carry poked some fools in the lungs
Then the Homies said mane do you value your life he said yes
Well never bring a knife to a gun fight
Verse: 3
Sitting in a rental at an out of town station smoking Slims Paranoid hands shaking
Impatiently waiting
Low - key watch out for the bacon
Never thought he’d go from playing sports to trapping risk taking
Red Impala pull up real slow flash the lights two times I guess just to let him know
But mane something felt strange
From the Go
Boi’s seem to eager...saw the wood on the Draco
Had they hoodies pulled low
Black gloves driver started yelling whats the ticket on the blow
Hairs on his arms stood up oh no
He got shook started shoot-in through the door
Killed the driver
Now his mans leaking out slow Begging for his life 6 shots put his body on ice
It all happen so fast he couldn’t really think twice Homie head start spinning
He threw up on site
Women screaming
Sirens beaming
Cash filled duffel pinned under the seat belt buckle
Small reward for his troubles
Then he Skrrr -ed off on a double
This the ugly side of hustle
Dumped the car called an Uber
From shooting hoops to now he’s a shooter
Glock 17 maneuver
Driver dropped him off at Luther’s
Smoked ribs then to the crib
Turn the news on shiii
((News reporter))
Chunk the Dirty stainless
Now he’s blameless
Filled with anguish Devils oven on Hell flames lit
She was only 9 at the time
Same age as his niece he broke the bottle started crying
Substance abuse to wash the guilt away
Not eaten no sleeping
Contemplating not breathing
Close his eyes nightmares are increasing
Little girl in his dreams still bleeding
Mom screaming
Waking up cold sweats screaming
Hot freezing
He thought the money would release him
But it only brought demons
He loosing it The grief is overwhelming
He don’t wanna live There’s no helping
Couple weeks later found him dead at the crib with his eyes wide open from a overdose of pills
Now he dwells with the shadows of the dark all his kills walk with him
Tormented apparitions
Bound to the underworld dimension
With all the other missing
Damn if the Boi had only Listened
Verse:
The truth is that you fear the truth bitch
N.W.A. Niggaz wit Attitudes
Your True fear is The youth is Ruthless
Keep lying they gone swing a whole bat at you
And by his name I’ll walk across the fire
You and I Inspire
Humbling mercy on this soul
So cold so cold so cold
The truth is that you fear the truth bitch
N.W.A. Niggaz wit Attitudes
Your True fear is The youth is Ruthless
Keep lying they gone swing a whole bat at you
Ward gone this Pelios the God flow
And God knows I’m here
He the one that let me go
Your time is up you glutinous greedy demon hoe
It’s time the son shine and burn all you assholes
Pray on the innocent you slug in a bathrobe
Sins of the father and the mother cause that bitch know
They fucking kids boiling bodies for their rituals
Turn them flames up hope all you bitches burn slow
Politician Make decisions for the rich folk
But you ain’t living in this muthafuckin shit show
Holy Spirit exercise the God Pelios
Shut up Ward I’m the one who got the fuckin glow
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