Lyrics First Testament (Dripped & Screwed) - Sauce Walka

First Testament (Dripped & Screwed)

Oowee\nOowee\nMhm\nIt’s real life\nI can’t make this shit up\nIt’s funny how them niggas act like they ain’t wanna be us\nOr better yet, them niggas act like they ain’t even see us\nBut drunk the sauce like margaritas\nI been the teacher\nEmerged out the water with so many leeches\nI wish my mama told me, outside, it’d be so many creatures\nThought it was fun\nTo run around my city shooting guns\nUntil I got that charge and a judge offered me forty-one\nThought I was done\nThought I would never see my daughter or son\nI thought I’d never come outside again and feel the sunrays\nAll because I was bangin' my set, lettin' my gun blaze\nI used to follow niggas from church, I banged on Sundays\nAnd then I went to the pen and seen swords made out of lunch trays\nWhen that riot fire off, it ain’t nowhere for you to run, man\nAin’t no callin' mama\nAin’t no grabbin' Glocks and squeezin' llamas\nLil' nigga swingin' with his eyes closed, he tryna keep his honor\nFor the race of commas, I seen so many kings leave up off this Earth\nLil' buddy done died up in that tide, he was just tryna surf\nHis sister hurt\nShe got that phone call leavin' off of work\nHer brother got shot walkin' out of Webster tryna buy a shirt\nHer soul reversed\nShe was just there with him, she bought a purse\nIt was just good some days ago, now lil' buddy need a hearse\nShe ain’t know lil' buddy was out here schemin' first\nHow you think he had that money to be ballin' up in Neiman’s first?\nThese streets the worst\nIn real life, have you ever seen the curse?\nWell, be a Black man in America, we fight the demons first\nI sleeped in dirt\nWay before I ever slept in these Diesel shirts\nWay before a bitch ever paid me to flirt, my G’s was earned, my trees was burnt\nIt wasn’t no green up in my forest, nigga\nA lot of bears, never no porridge, nigga\nThe whorest niggas could never make it\nMy name the biggest and they could never take it\nI’m the nigga makin' them millions from gettin' that devil naked\nI had to break it\nFor all the eggs, you niggas can keep the bacon\nPointin' in that courtroom with your knees shakin'\nSnakin'\nOowee\nOowee\nYou niggas hoes, nigga\nFor real\nFor shit sure\nOn sauce