G-Type

I tell my brothers you can't be wilding out in these streets

Cause in this music game it takes a while just to eat

So keep ya nose down and save the violence for these beats

Not tryna hear about no charges filed when we speak

Feels like there's a rapper always dying a week

Stop carrying cash if you getting paid for the way that you speak

Used to be respect when a MC pulled up on ya street

That's why I gotta critique the way that we beef

Labels promote the shit but don't take any heat

Make you think killing somebody like pressing delete

If you weren't rapping you'd be the type to run and retreat

Made a record now you think that your running the streets

Thought he was a tekashi repeat till he end up deceased

Tell on yourself in vlads seat you can end up police

Battle on or off beat for you it'll end in defeat

I astral project on beat bitch I'm writing bars in my sleep

I'll blast at ya neck throw a axe at ya head

In the street ugs be the type to snatch up ya piece

But I kept my peace to get my soldiers up out of the streets

That's what you gotta do if you wanna see them profits increase

Ugs me and B Phonicz not stopping to will profit a milli at least

When I die I'm a ugs soldier and a profit at least peace

I tell my brothers you can't be wilding out in these streets

Cause in this music game it takes a while just to eat

So keep ya nose down and save the violence for these beats

Not tryna hear about no charges filed when we speak

Gotta question if I'm being honest

What's gonna stop me from snapping if I'm running into problems

And if I do imma make you a promise

We'll go back to running the streets of Gotham like Batman and Robin

Press a rapper turn that man to rosin

Caution look at all the commotion I'm causing

Precautions I'm taking letting you know our promotions have nothing in common

Ugs ducking live rounds in slow motion we got fuckin matrix drama

Leave a rapper with no motion I should be making fucking matrix commas

A and w of this rap shit want beef with sons fathers and daughters

Learn something adapt it can't keep ya head above waters

On a verse the facts is i'll slaughter all other authors

Boy you need some practise my pen is my blade and it's never retracted

Catch a body pull the blade out and watch it go back in

So keep ya nose down and save the violence for these beats

Not tryna hear about no charges filed when we speak

I tell my brothers you can't be wilding out in these streets

Cause in this music game it takes a while just to eat

So keep ya nose down and save the violence for these beats

Not tryna hear about no charges filed when we speak

I tell my brothers you can't be wilding out in these streets

Cause in this music game it takes a while just to eat

So keep ya nose down and save the violence for these beats

Not tryna hear about no charges filed when we speak