Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Security, artist - Royce 5'9. Date of issue: 08.08.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Security |
| Lemme tell y’all a story about somebody I feel was a gangster |
| And that’s the very same reason he ain’t here with me no mo' |
| He marched around the corna' like a soldier |
| But not to get no on-the-mic exposure |
| To question me, I guess he checkin' me |
| I’m feelin like I’m lookin' at my own self in the face |
| As deaths destiny awaits |
| Us both wearin' vests’s, us both stressed from the same pressures |
| Us both fuckin' trainwreck wreckless |
| Guns whip out, he had a .9, I had a .40 |
| I remember a point in time he had mine, I had his shorty |
| And I could cry tellin' this story |
| If you can visualize a downtown crowded street |
| Somebody was eatin' ‘n saw P pull out his piece |
| And decided to reach |
| (Security yeah yeah) |
| Police rolled up on like ‘POLICE FREEZE!' |
| (Security yeah yeah) |
| Cuffed us up like nothin' |
| (Security yeah yeah) |
| Asked us what we got guns for, we told ‘em it’s for |
| (Security yeah yeah) |
| (Proof this one’s for you! I love you doody) |
| Lemme tell y’all a story about somebody I feel was a gangster |
| And that’s the very same reason he ain’t here with me no mo' |
| He marched up out his house like a soldier, decided to titty-bar it |
| A lot of alcohol consumption and drug use, while out with the city’s hardest |
| Niggas, foldin' money up with black face, flickin' photos |
| The only thing he was missin' was my nigga dolo |
| He decided to leave them and go to an after-hour |
| After the 4-hour, |
| He act crazier than Scarface after snortin' powder |
| He get into it with this dude, point his piece at him |
| They say he shot him, problem is, I don’t believe that |
| And on the real I, only know shots flew |
| And when the smoke cleared they say he got killed by |
| (Security yeah yeah) |
| Shot my nigga like that, that |
| (Security yeah yeah) |
| Probably shoulda watched his back |
| (Security yeah yeah) |
| It’s fucked up, right? |
| (Security yeah yeah) |
| (Proof this one’s for you! I love you dude) |
| Lemme tell y’all a story about somebody I feel was a gangster |
| And that’s the very same reason he ain’t here with me no mo' |
| I know y’all seen Beef III |
| And it probably made you think that I ain’t like Shady |
| The truth is, I was at Proofs funeral, cryin' like a baby |
| I was sittin' in the back row |
| With Vicious, wishin' I can go up to Marshall, |
| Denaun, Swifty, Obie, Bizarre, Paul, Levaughn |
| And say somethin' positive |
| After all the negative shit that we been through |
| Thinkin' we’d talk one day if it was meant to |
| Reservations 'bout walkin' up there ‘n gettin' in the way |
| It’s probably better off to just pray |
| Thinkin' my niggas are dyin' |
| It was my first time at an over 1000 people funeral with |
| (Security yeah yeah) R.I.P. |
| (Security yeah yeah) We love you, P |
| (Security yeah yeah) R.I.P. |
| (Security yeah yeah) |
| (Proof this one’s for you! I love you dude) |
| Lemme tell y’all a story about somebody I feel was a gangster |
| And that’s the very same reason he ain’t here with me no mo' |