Maxo Kream, 30 Deep Grimeyy - Bando lyrics

When your homie got hit up I
Heard you ran on 'em
All that shit you talk you better stand on
If you a real boss then put your mans on
Long live the streets, RIP Bando

They shot your partner in his face and
You just left him to die
Long live Streetz blood my brother
Pass I ain't cry
Real recognize real, fake niggas disguise
223's and 556's serve them bitches like pie
If you a real deal boss then
Put your mans on his feet
OTV and 30 Deep, six true what I bleed
Long live Royce
Bro what the fuck I had to add to my sleeve
You showed me everything I know I
Just can't wait till we link
Meechie died and Bando died I
Can't win for lose
Fuck the weed I'm sipping lean
All the percs I abuse
My lil brother catching bodies and
He thinks it's amusing
Woody told me fuck the cats and
Put my all in this music

When your homie got hit up I
Heard you ran on 'em
All that shit you talk you better stand on
If you a real boss then put your mans on
Long live the streets, RIP Bando

Still pack the heavy metal
Carry cutters like some groceries
They say I'm acting ghetto
I'm from the gutters it's apart of me
They took my blood brother on that day
They took a part of me
Phone call to my mother had to tell her that
Somebody killed my brother was
The hardest thing, up at night could hardly
Sleep trying maintain
And I took my main niggas
Taking extra Percocets overdose on
Painkillers cause I'm hurt
Went to Cali in the valley you
Were shopping for some work
Bitch if I was with you out
In Cali you'da never got merked
I used to ride with my nigga
Now he riding in the hearse
They say blood thick as mud
That's some shit you can't forget
And just because you call me cus'
Don't mean that you my crip

When your homie got hit up I
Heard you ran on 'em
All that shit you talk you better stand on
If you a real boss then put your mans on
Long live the streets, RIP Bando