Sharp Steel feat. Elcamino & Che Noir
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๐ Lyrics
Yo, yo
I'm in a Bentley but I want the Rolls truck
We rollin' up, we the illest, won't even hold you up
You niggas livin' in disgust
You goin' on 40 and you ain't made enough
You fucked up, yo
I'm in a Bentley but I want the Rolls truck
We rollin' up, we the illest, won't even hold you up
You niggas livin' in disgust
You goin' on 40 and you ain't made enough
You fucked up
Look, survivin' these wicked streets, I got a story to tell
I got daddy issues, I gotta go on Maury to tell
Made a farm and planted seeds and dug up my crops
Niggas ain't wanna give props
I got fish tanks filled with blood from the opps
I was a kid when my cousin got shot
Ain't get a hug from his pops so instead, he huggin' the block
Bitches CNA's, they just wanna get hot
So she fuckin' the same dude that's sellin' drugs to her pops, uh
Only the streets relate 'cause I'm no stranger to the struggle
Shit, the pain just made me humble, callin' plays and bitches fumble
Too complex for niggas so they made me to a puzzle, uh
Keep banana clips 'cause mama raised me in the jungle
Spittin' image to wisdom in Destiny's Child
Skin is ebony brown, it's African-rooted, my flesh is a crown
Stephanie's child, they pressure me now
'Cause I'm the one that they mention
When they ask who the best from the town
Ayo, I send a prayer to the guy above
I'm supplyin' and buyin' drugs, got hand knotted, Italian rugs
I sneak guns inside the club
Catch me hidin' snubs, talkin' to my plug inside the Irish pub
Nigga, I don't show my rivals love, I slide 'em slugs
Give 'em deadly handshakes and homicidal hugs
Ain't realize how high I was
'Til I played your music and the shit fucked up my entire buzz
Huh, them niggas want me dead too
Put prices on my head too, my bitch got shot in the head too
So fuck around and get your head blew
Think I'ma miss with this lead? Then somebody mislead you
Huh, the nigga bled a red pool
When you can't swim, you just lay in your blood and tread smooth
White suit and red shoes
That was his goin' away outfit, he looked dead cool
Quarter mil' in my dresser still
I rep for real, left from jail as soon as the judge set the bail
I got money and invest it well
Got other investors lookin' to invest 'cause my projected sales
The cops searchin' for extra shells
I had thirteen and left with one so I expected twelve
Play with me, then I'm raisin' hell, blazin' shells
I handle beef with sticks like Texas de Brazil, trust, listen
38 Strategies of Raw is on the way, nigga
Believe that, February 1st
Right now, it's five shots, five shots
Trust, trust, huh
I'm in a Bentley but I want the Rolls truck
We rollin' up, we the illest, won't even hold you up
You niggas livin' in disgust
You goin' on 40 and you ain't made enough
You fucked up, yo
I'm in a Bentley but I want the Rolls truck
We rollin' up, we the illest, won't even hold you up
You niggas livin' in disgust
You goin' on 40 and you ain't made enough
You fucked up
Look, survivin' these wicked streets, I got a story to tell
I got daddy issues, I gotta go on Maury to tell
Made a farm and planted seeds and dug up my crops
Niggas ain't wanna give props
I got fish tanks filled with blood from the opps
I was a kid when my cousin got shot
Ain't get a hug from his pops so instead, he huggin' the block
Bitches CNA's, they just wanna get hot
So she fuckin' the same dude that's sellin' drugs to her pops, uh
Only the streets relate 'cause I'm no stranger to the struggle
Shit, the pain just made me humble, callin' plays and bitches fumble
Too complex for niggas so they made me to a puzzle, uh
Keep banana clips 'cause mama raised me in the jungle
Spittin' image to wisdom in Destiny's Child
Skin is ebony brown, it's African-rooted, my flesh is a crown
Stephanie's child, they pressure me now
'Cause I'm the one that they mention
When they ask who the best from the town
Ayo, I send a prayer to the guy above
I'm supplyin' and buyin' drugs, got hand knotted, Italian rugs
I sneak guns inside the club
Catch me hidin' snubs, talkin' to my plug inside the Irish pub
Nigga, I don't show my rivals love, I slide 'em slugs
Give 'em deadly handshakes and homicidal hugs
Ain't realize how high I was
'Til I played your music and the shit fucked up my entire buzz
Huh, them niggas want me dead too
Put prices on my head too, my bitch got shot in the head too
So fuck around and get your head blew
Think I'ma miss with this lead? Then somebody mislead you
Huh, the nigga bled a red pool
When you can't swim, you just lay in your blood and tread smooth
White suit and red shoes
That was his goin' away outfit, he looked dead cool
Quarter mil' in my dresser still
I rep for real, left from jail as soon as the judge set the bail
I got money and invest it well
Got other investors lookin' to invest 'cause my projected sales
The cops searchin' for extra shells
I had thirteen and left with one so I expected twelve
Play with me, then I'm raisin' hell, blazin' shells
I handle beef with sticks like Texas de Brazil, trust, listen
38 Strategies of Raw is on the way, nigga
Believe that, February 1st
Right now, it's five shots, five shots
Trust, trust, huh
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.91] Yo, yo
[00:06.03] I'm in a Bentley but I want the Rolls truck
[00:08.92] We rollin' up, we the illest, won't even hold you up
[00:12.33] You niggas livin' in disgust
[00:14.21] You goin' on 40 and you ain't made enough
[00:16.84] You fucked up, yo
[00:18.08] I'm in a Bentley but I want the Rolls truck
[00:20.90] We rollin' up, we the illest, won't even hold you up
[00:24.38] You niggas livin' in disgust
[00:26.28] You goin' on 40 and you ain't made enough
[00:28.85] You fucked up
[00:29.64] Look, survivin' these wicked streets, I got a story to tell
[00:32.69] I got daddy issues, I gotta go on Maury to tell
[00:35.84] Made a farm and planted seeds and dug up my crops
[00:38.51] Niggas ain't wanna give props
[00:40.09] I got fish tanks filled with blood from the opps
[00:42.55] I was a kid when my cousin got shot
[00:44.72] Ain't get a hug from his pops so instead, he huggin' the block
[00:48.22] Bitches CNA's, they just wanna get hot
[00:50.64] So she fuckin' the same dude that's sellin' drugs to her pops, uh
[00:54.08] Only the streets relate 'cause I'm no stranger to the struggle
[00:56.74] Shit, the pain just made me humble, callin' plays and bitches fumble
[00:59.98] Too complex for niggas so they made me to a puzzle, uh
[01:03.24] Keep banana clips 'cause mama raised me in the jungle
[01:06.04] Spittin' image to wisdom in Destiny's Child
[01:08.69] Skin is ebony brown, it's African-rooted, my flesh is a crown
[01:12.39] Stephanie's child, they pressure me now
[01:14.75] 'Cause I'm the one that they mention
[01:16.35] When they ask who the best from the town
[01:18.31] Ayo, I send a prayer to the guy above
[01:20.54] I'm supplyin' and buyin' drugs, got hand knotted, Italian rugs
[01:24.66] I sneak guns inside the club
[01:26.55] Catch me hidin' snubs, talkin' to my plug inside the Irish pub
[01:30.55] Nigga, I don't show my rivals love, I slide 'em slugs
[01:33.50] Give 'em deadly handshakes and homicidal hugs
[01:36.36] Ain't realize how high I was
[01:38.50] 'Til I played your music and the shit fucked up my entire buzz
[01:42.39] Huh, them niggas want me dead too
[01:44.56] Put prices on my head too, my bitch got shot in the head too
[01:48.38] So fuck around and get your head blew
[01:50.57] Think I'ma miss with this lead? Then somebody mislead you
[01:54.32] Huh, the nigga bled a red pool
[01:56.52] When you can't swim, you just lay in your blood and tread smooth
[02:00.67] White suit and red shoes
[02:02.56] That was his goin' away outfit, he looked dead cool
[02:06.44] Quarter mil' in my dresser still
[02:08.56] I rep for real, left from jail as soon as the judge set the bail
[02:12.41] I got money and invest it well
[02:14.66] Got other investors lookin' to invest 'cause my projected sales
[02:18.48] The cops searchin' for extra shells
[02:20.56] I had thirteen and left with one so I expected twelve
[02:24.46] Play with me, then I'm raisin' hell, blazin' shells
[02:27.33] I handle beef with sticks like Texas de Brazil, trust, listen
[02:32.14] 38 Strategies of Raw is on the way, nigga
[02:34.80] Believe that, February 1st
[02:37.08] Right now, it's five shots, five shots
[02:40.94] Trust, trust, huh
[02:53.96]
[00:06.03] I'm in a Bentley but I want the Rolls truck
[00:08.92] We rollin' up, we the illest, won't even hold you up
[00:12.33] You niggas livin' in disgust
[00:14.21] You goin' on 40 and you ain't made enough
[00:16.84] You fucked up, yo
[00:18.08] I'm in a Bentley but I want the Rolls truck
[00:20.90] We rollin' up, we the illest, won't even hold you up
[00:24.38] You niggas livin' in disgust
[00:26.28] You goin' on 40 and you ain't made enough
[00:28.85] You fucked up
[00:29.64] Look, survivin' these wicked streets, I got a story to tell
[00:32.69] I got daddy issues, I gotta go on Maury to tell
[00:35.84] Made a farm and planted seeds and dug up my crops
[00:38.51] Niggas ain't wanna give props
[00:40.09] I got fish tanks filled with blood from the opps
[00:42.55] I was a kid when my cousin got shot
[00:44.72] Ain't get a hug from his pops so instead, he huggin' the block
[00:48.22] Bitches CNA's, they just wanna get hot
[00:50.64] So she fuckin' the same dude that's sellin' drugs to her pops, uh
[00:54.08] Only the streets relate 'cause I'm no stranger to the struggle
[00:56.74] Shit, the pain just made me humble, callin' plays and bitches fumble
[00:59.98] Too complex for niggas so they made me to a puzzle, uh
[01:03.24] Keep banana clips 'cause mama raised me in the jungle
[01:06.04] Spittin' image to wisdom in Destiny's Child
[01:08.69] Skin is ebony brown, it's African-rooted, my flesh is a crown
[01:12.39] Stephanie's child, they pressure me now
[01:14.75] 'Cause I'm the one that they mention
[01:16.35] When they ask who the best from the town
[01:18.31] Ayo, I send a prayer to the guy above
[01:20.54] I'm supplyin' and buyin' drugs, got hand knotted, Italian rugs
[01:24.66] I sneak guns inside the club
[01:26.55] Catch me hidin' snubs, talkin' to my plug inside the Irish pub
[01:30.55] Nigga, I don't show my rivals love, I slide 'em slugs
[01:33.50] Give 'em deadly handshakes and homicidal hugs
[01:36.36] Ain't realize how high I was
[01:38.50] 'Til I played your music and the shit fucked up my entire buzz
[01:42.39] Huh, them niggas want me dead too
[01:44.56] Put prices on my head too, my bitch got shot in the head too
[01:48.38] So fuck around and get your head blew
[01:50.57] Think I'ma miss with this lead? Then somebody mislead you
[01:54.32] Huh, the nigga bled a red pool
[01:56.52] When you can't swim, you just lay in your blood and tread smooth
[02:00.67] White suit and red shoes
[02:02.56] That was his goin' away outfit, he looked dead cool
[02:06.44] Quarter mil' in my dresser still
[02:08.56] I rep for real, left from jail as soon as the judge set the bail
[02:12.41] I got money and invest it well
[02:14.66] Got other investors lookin' to invest 'cause my projected sales
[02:18.48] The cops searchin' for extra shells
[02:20.56] I had thirteen and left with one so I expected twelve
[02:24.46] Play with me, then I'm raisin' hell, blazin' shells
[02:27.33] I handle beef with sticks like Texas de Brazil, trust, listen
[02:32.14] 38 Strategies of Raw is on the way, nigga
[02:34.80] Believe that, February 1st
[02:37.08] Right now, it's five shots, five shots
[02:40.94] Trust, trust, huh
[02:53.96]