Intro: 808 Kartel:"808 Kartel"
Lyle Gotti: light singing I been mixin' pills in my soda I been wakin' out my sleep for the holster
808 Kartel:"Hey Beaumont"
Lyle Gotti:light singing and I can feel this anger takin' over
Chorus:I been out body mixin' pills in my soda I'm wakin' out my sleep and I'm reachin' for the holster I got a couple goons that'll put you in a coma I been paranoid wit' this anger takin' over I been out my body wit' this mud in my soda I bought a lot of sticks I suggest you keep it kosher my youngin' do a drill he'll put you on poster think I'm loosin' my mind wit' this anger takin over
Verse 1:I'm runnin' on anger and its takin over
Po' up a cup I ain't tryna be sober
Full of aggression sittin' in this rover
I got pain and a chip on my shoulder
Look in the mirror as i stare at a demon
Rollin' exotic and burnin' my secrets
Reminiscin' bout when we was thievin'
Lost so many people I wish I was dreamin'
Half of my niggas in cells or on tees
Bodies got dropped behind a few scenes
No extortion but I been dealin' wit' fees
Look at me wrong and you earnin' your wings
Niggas dyin' behind the shit that I mention
Took off the diamonds ain't wantin attention
Lowkey in a rental the windows is tinted
I'm In the back wit' a Glock and extension
I'm on my pivot finger on the trigger
Double cup nah we ain't sippin' no liquor
My nigga flash the chop takin' pictures
Fork in the pot and we scrapin' the mixture
I took a oath and put that on my angels
In love wit' the game and I think that I'm tangled
I got stripes like I play for the bengals
Play wit' a bag nigga you gettin' strangled
Chorus:I been out body mixin' pills in my soda I'm wakin' out my sleep and I'm reachin' for the holster I got a couple goons that'll put you in a coma I been paranoid wit' this anger takin' over I been out my body wit' this mud in my soda I bought a lot of sticks I suggest you keep it kosher my youngin' do a drill he'll put you on poster think I'm loosin' my mind wit' this anger takin over
Verse 2:My blood boilin' and I'm loosin' control
I rolled a seven I'm burnin' it slow
Cashed out on bangers protectin' my soul
I know I'm gon' reap everything that I sow
Grew up wit dogs I ain't new to that bite
I'm from the nawf where they killin' on sight
Ain't in the club if I can't get in wit' pipes
Before I let 'em take me they gon' see that light
448 sellin' bows to get rich
Watchin' for 12 the block hot then a bitch
Can't smoke in the ride I got dope in this whip
Got a couple goons to run up in your crib
I was on the road 'fore you got off the stoop
My young niggas hit your spot like a swoop
Air out the block when they droppin' the roof
We driven by anger they know we the truth
Look in my eyes and you seein' depression
Ice in my veins and I'm feelin' aggression
Dirty the sprite everytime that I'm stressin'
All my niggas bang so watch how you steppin'
Made a few racks from servin' them scripts
Look in my face you can tell off the rip
I really fuck wit' the essays and crips
Mob ties I place a call and you hit
Chorus:I been out body mixin' pills in my soda I'm wakin' out my sleep and I'm reachin' for the holster I got a couple goons that'll put you in a coma I been paranoid wit' this anger takin' over I been out my body wit' this mud in my soda I bought a lot of sticks I suggest you keep it kosher my youngin' do a drill he'll put you on poster think I'm loosin' my mind wit' this anger takin over
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Lyle Gotti: light singing I been mixin' pills in my soda I been wakin' out my sleep for the holster
808 Kartel:"Hey Beaumont"
Lyle Gotti:light singing and I can feel this anger takin' over
Chorus:I been out body mixin' pills in my soda I'm wakin' out my sleep and I'm reachin' for the holster I got a couple goons that'll put you in a coma I been paranoid wit' this anger takin' over I been out my body wit' this mud in my soda I bought a lot of sticks I suggest you keep it kosher my youngin' do a drill he'll put you on poster think I'm loosin' my mind wit' this anger takin over
Verse 1:I'm runnin' on anger and its takin over
Po' up a cup I ain't tryna be sober
Full of aggression sittin' in this rover
I got pain and a chip on my shoulder
Look in the mirror as i stare at a demon
Rollin' exotic and burnin' my secrets
Reminiscin' bout when we was thievin'
Lost so many people I wish I was dreamin'
Half of my niggas in cells or on tees
Bodies got dropped behind a few scenes
No extortion but I been dealin' wit' fees
Look at me wrong and you earnin' your wings
Niggas dyin' behind the shit that I mention
Took off the diamonds ain't wantin attention
Lowkey in a rental the windows is tinted
I'm In the back wit' a Glock and extension
I'm on my pivot finger on the trigger
Double cup nah we ain't sippin' no liquor
My nigga flash the chop takin' pictures
Fork in the pot and we scrapin' the mixture
I took a oath and put that on my angels
In love wit' the game and I think that I'm tangled
I got stripes like I play for the bengals
Play wit' a bag nigga you gettin' strangled
Chorus:I been out body mixin' pills in my soda I'm wakin' out my sleep and I'm reachin' for the holster I got a couple goons that'll put you in a coma I been paranoid wit' this anger takin' over I been out my body wit' this mud in my soda I bought a lot of sticks I suggest you keep it kosher my youngin' do a drill he'll put you on poster think I'm loosin' my mind wit' this anger takin over
Verse 2:My blood boilin' and I'm loosin' control
I rolled a seven I'm burnin' it slow
Cashed out on bangers protectin' my soul
I know I'm gon' reap everything that I sow
Grew up wit dogs I ain't new to that bite
I'm from the nawf where they killin' on sight
Ain't in the club if I can't get in wit' pipes
Before I let 'em take me they gon' see that light
448 sellin' bows to get rich
Watchin' for 12 the block hot then a bitch
Can't smoke in the ride I got dope in this whip
Got a couple goons to run up in your crib
I was on the road 'fore you got off the stoop
My young niggas hit your spot like a swoop
Air out the block when they droppin' the roof
We driven by anger they know we the truth
Look in my eyes and you seein' depression
Ice in my veins and I'm feelin' aggression
Dirty the sprite everytime that I'm stressin'
All my niggas bang so watch how you steppin'
Made a few racks from servin' them scripts
Look in my face you can tell off the rip
I really fuck wit' the essays and crips
Mob ties I place a call and you hit
Chorus:I been out body mixin' pills in my soda I'm wakin' out my sleep and I'm reachin' for the holster I got a couple goons that'll put you in a coma I been paranoid wit' this anger takin' over I been out my body wit' this mud in my soda I bought a lot of sticks I suggest you keep it kosher my youngin' do a drill he'll put you on poster think I'm loosin' my mind wit' this anger takin over
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( Lyle Gotti )
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