ฟังเพลงGave Em Hope (Explicit) (Clean)

Let them n***as have the Grammys we got the streets

We rich already and my chick the baddest

This Rollie like my trophy young n***a

When they needed motivation

What you do

I gave 'em hope

When my n***a needed money

What you do

I gave him d**e

Every time we went to war

What we do

We gave 'em smoke

Fiends was copping I was broke

F**k that s**t we gave 'em soap

They forgot we gave 'em hope

I would spend time on that corner trying to stack me a hundred up

Strapped with that Glock with on my hip s**t the coppers was running up

I look at these n***as and I can tell they are not one of us

I ride in the back like a n***a that can't ride the front of the bus

They had it segregated bulletproof Caddy I escalated

Stepped up in my game like a escalator

When you shine like I shine you get extra haters

Seen 'em ride with the fake and I hesitated

Wait these n***as serious or maybe Meek Milly delirious

Judge had to sentence a n***a no period

I'm putting fear in these n***as ain't sparing these n***as

I cut out your head with a hair on the trigger

Try to reach for my chain s**t I deal with you n***as

I end one of you n***as had the paramedics screaming Clear on you n***as

Uh back in the Phil we gon' get to the money and stack up that dough 'til it way up

'Member them b***hes They played us back in the day like a Sega

Now I got paper young n***a doing so major

N***as is hater look as they faces

Yeah we still balling b***h it's the Chasers

I gave 'em hope

When my n***a needed money

What you do

I gave him d**e

Every time we went to war

What we do

We gave 'em smoke

Fiends was copping I was broke

F**k that s**t we gave 'em soap

They forgot we gave 'em hope

Uh look at the money and stack it up

I talk about it I bag it up

You popping s**t on your Instagram

S**t that you're popping ain't adding up

S**t that you're popping ain't making sense

I got fifty reasons say you're taking d**k

And it's fifty reasons I should kill n***a

But for real n***a I been taking trips with my Philly n***as

Got the richest chick she's from your hood

N***as hating on me I ain't really tripping s**t I'm good

I be in the 40 with the 40 on me like I should

I be deep in your hood where you never be at

Be with them guys that you never could dap

You could never adapt

You know the game if you cosign a rat you forever a rat

We were never with that

You tried to go Money May with that paper but now you in debt cause you never was that

F**k is you high You know better than that

Mention my name and Berettas with that

I move for real in these streets in the world with that piece I'm like Metta with that

F**k what you heard I'm a get mine out the curb

I'm a just sit back I watch and observe

How n***as they didn't ride the wave and they surf

I'm on my surfboard this what I worked for

Mention my name the s**t your get murked for

S**t you get robbed for s**t you get killed for

S**t you get carried boxes into church for oh

I gave 'em hope

When my n***a needed money

What you do

I gave him d**e

Every time we went to war

What we do

We gave 'em smoke

Fiends was copping I was broke

F**k that s**t we gave 'em soap

They forgot we gave 'em hope