Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Deal, artist - Lil B. Album song Gods Father, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.02.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: BasedWorld
Song language: English
The Deal |
Sometimes niggas be feelin like this the realest shit I ever wrote, but like, |
that’s every fuckin rhyme |
Rewind that shit all the way back |
Gon ask cause these niggas move quicker man |
I passed away, gunshots, had to pour liquor |
Swear to god I had to cry, streamin tears like runnin rivers |
No one understand when you’re livin just for death |
Motherfuckers try to play ya, fuckin stab your chest |
It’s why I had to start drinkin, always fuckin up my kidneys |
But depression is a bitch, feel it when nobody thinkin |
But I can’t just be the dealer, I’m realer, feel me |
I’m proving through my actions, showing that I’m above the pillar |
My job is to make bread, but money equals killin |
If you think about it, everybody’s willin' to get a million |
Motherfuckers pay the price over losing they children |
But for positive a just be willin' |
I can’t stand to see them dead cold stairs and feelings |
I swear it’s cold hearted but warm blood when you stealin |
Death is a part of life, just get money, fuck a squealer |
Feel me? |
And your odds is death, a ragin' bullet |
But niggas passed away by the trigger |
Now he’s one in a million |
So fuck death, you feel me? |
How I still survive in your position? |
How you gon survive talkin decisions? |
Cause a nigga sittin |
Man for real man them niggas don’t even value friendship, shit |
Ima do the business, makin money, shit |
But when ya gettin up niggas, the people running and the streets is getting |
snitches man, golden like honey |
I don’t ask for help but I started askin for money |
And the devil asked me, should I sleep with the thunder? |
And the weather gettin gloomy man, looking like the booty |
And the coochie started runnin, jealous of her boobies |
Niggas, another, shot him, over some coochie |
Fucked up, I can’t believe this man, why he shootin man |
Started with a joke, now he took it where he took it |
Man you play both sides, but you can’t dodge these bullets |
Im a 10 star bitch, I’m guaranteed to fool ya |
Ima guarantee what the fuck I do, what I say |
And I’m cold on these streets, so Im strapped with a K |
And I strapped with a 9, and Im strapped with the fire |
And you know I’m comin in, cause you know I keep it real |
Off that motherfuckin pill, bitch I show you what’s the deal |
I show you what’s the deal, pussy |