Franky B. Bruhh - Hit'em (feat. Masao Da Second)
He talking shit I promise you these bullets won't miss 'em
I got my brothers in the back we got them missiles
We track em down on GPS that's how we get'em
Late at night, that green light yea we gone hit'em
He talking shit I promise you these bullets won't miss 'em
I got my brothers in the back we got them missiles
We track em down on GPS that's how we get'em
Late at night, that green light yea we gone hit'em
We split his head took off his dome and let God get'em
I fear no man I'm going in the Devils demons
Don't believe in trust, don't believe in Love my heart is bleeding
I want the bread, I want the bands, I really need it
I put in time, I'm on my grind its easy work
I change my ways cause the old me was hella worse
I love to shine for all the times when I was broke
I couldn't sleep why my bed was on the floor
I toss and turn I see the colors in my eyes
Without my mans I couldn't see myself survive
I couldn't Express but here's the story of my life
When I was six who would have thought that I'd die
I did a year up in that hospital bed
My skin had changed cause I took a lot of meds
My kidneys failed but I'm still gone be that man
I am so sick watch me cough up on my wrist
He talking shit I promise you these bullets won't miss 'em
I got my brothers in the back we got them missiles
We track em down on GPS that's how we get'em
Late at night, that green light yea we gone hit 'em
He talking shit I promise you these bullets won't miss 'em
I got my brothers in the back we got them missiles
We track em down on GPS that's how we gett'em
Late at night, that green light yea we gone hit 'em
Its Franky B, don't play with me
You know I got that thang on me
I'm looking like a bank on me
That's why you niggas hate on me
Stay high but I be lowkey
Fat forty sing like C-Lo Green
White meat i don't see no beef
See-thru you niggas like window screens
See-thru you nigga like it's in my Genes
Strapped up like we in the M-I-B
Can't sleep like we in the N-Y-C
You know I'm a keep that shit L-I-T
Swagg Market bitch thats S-M-G
Catch me in the west like S-M-C
Can't get nothing less then me
You know I'm a always invest in me
Nah bitch you cannot flex on me
Every bitch wanna have sex on me
Popped up like we was next on scene
Then pop yo ass like an extasy
All my niggas got weaponry
If you feeling any jealousy
Don't make me catch a felony
Because you wasn't feeling me
There's one thing you niggas should know
In my blood, there isn't no hoe
All of my niggas is trained to go
So if I say go they gone go
He talking shit I promise you these bullets won't miss 'em
I got my brothers in the back we got them missiles
We track em down on GPS that's how we get'em
Late at night, that green light yea we gone hit'em
He talking shit I promise you these bullets won't miss 'em
I got my brothers in the back we got them missiles
We track em down on GPS that's how we get'em
Late at night, that green light yea we gone hit'em
Written by:
Deon Sterling, Frank Crosswell
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