On Em (feat. DJ Chose) (Explicit) - Hotboy Wes/DJ Chose
Lyrics by：Aaron Blosser/Norman Payne/Wesley Lewis
I can't even hear my n***a say big brother no more
Mention his name on my lil' brother
It's smoke
I'm from the gutter
That b***h flooded with d**e
I done got down bad
To rob my cousin before
That's 'cause blood don't mean s**t n***a
Lord if I write a lot
To make us click n***a
All behind a diss
I say that bliss
Might s**t a dish getter
Got kicked out at fourteen
Granted had found fifth pistol
Had a streak with d**e fiends
Roaches robbers and whip stealers
Went eighty-five up on it
But on me I keep the big pills
I'm in my apartment
I was starving like a stick figure
Never thought in my wildest dreams
I'd be rich n***a
Gucci on my sleeves
Spent thousands on my appearance
D**e fiends and demons
Got it bad on my spirit
Dippin' while I'm whippin'
I be smilin' while I'm steering
Carvin' cross the country
This so tired engineering
Heard that they gon' slum me
They mumbling
I don't hear them
No I've been over thuggin' on my mud
No I don't hurt 'em
Me and my PO bussin'
'Bout the money in my urn
BBS in my smile
Put diamonds in my veneers
Last n***a dissed the gang
Disappeared n***a were ya
I'm gonna spray this b***h
Without no aim on it
All black hood
And fully I got that thang on me
Granted say we lookin' like
Bullets ain't got no name on 'em
I be with the same homies
I can never change on me
B***h I got that thang on 'em
I'ma put that flame on 'em
Ever feature lethal I promise
I put that pain 'em
Just don't drop that addy lil daddy
And we gon' bang on 'em
Really gon' be rappin' every beat
I like to sang on 'em
Changing 'bout your statement on the napkin
That's a shame on you
We gon' put a package on lil' daddy
Put that change on 'em
Cousin came up for parole
But they denied him
He don't give a f**k
He thuggin' on the verizon
D**e fiends and demons
Got it bad on my spirit
Dippin' while I'm whippin'
I be smilin' while I'm steering
Carvin' cross the country
This so tired engineering
Heard that they gon' slum me
They mumbling
I don't hear them
No I've been over thuggin' on my mud
No I don't hurt 'em
Me and my PO bussin'
'Bout the money in my urn
BBS in my smile
Put diamonds in my veneers
Last n***a dissed the gang
Disappeared n***a were ya
Elementary shawty got this s**t out for the road
In my hood if we ain't got a switch you got a plug
Only stop my daddy over here with some d**gs
F**k so many thottys yeah I'm hiding with the love
Think the DJ choose her
Yeah my pockets thick
Got the biggest AMG
That's lookin" like I hit a lick
Aye six years ago I was in a motherf**kin' trailer
Had a crush on the caterer
She had left me out of paper
Do you know what it's like to see those n***a we in first
Do you know what its like to just go harder when it hurts
My n***a did a pitty put your partner on a shirt
And I don't drop no bags it was for free if he got murdered
D**e fiends and demons
Got it bad on my spirit
Dippin' while I'm whippin'
I be smilin' while I'm steering
Carvin' cross the country
This so tired engineering
Heard that they gon' slum me
They mumbling
I don't hear them
No I've been over thuggin' on my mud
No I don't hurt 'em
Me and my PO bussin'
'Bout the money in my urn
BBS in my smile
Put diamonds in my veneers
Last n***a dissed the gang
Disappeared n***a were ya
