Danny Brown, Freddie Gibbs - The Return lyrics
Danny Brown [Daniel Dewan Sewell] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Danny Brown, Freddie Gibbs - The Return lyrics]
Six million dollar cyan buy my soul
I ain’t no bionic man
See, they think I'm a fuck nigga
But, if they ever see me, then
They might have to duck, nigga
Like what, nigga?
Before your ass can answer, get
Your whole shit bust, nigga
Done rose out them ashes, drinking Fiji water
Wanna pull me in that fire while
I'm tryna feed my daughter
Wanna snatch my momma's plate
And tell her she can't eat
Then we gon' have us some discrepancies
Right here in this street
Because the weak don't speak
Get left in silence
And when you don't listen
Gotta speak with violence
And duct tape the grandmomma
Strip a man of all his honor
Tryna be a G, now you wish you a goner
I walk with the Gods with
A tongue for the devil
Tryna keep a nigga thirsty, so for rain
I pray mercy
The return of the gangster
'cause niggas don't believe
I roll hotter than my sleeve
Leave a nigga in the street
The return of the gangster
'cause niggas got bills
This rap shit don't work
Then it's back to selling krills
Return of the gangster
'cause niggas want that real
Want that old Danny Brown
But nigga, I'm like, "Chill"
The return of the gangster, fuck a hipster
Squeeze a trigger
You got me fucked up, I'm a hood-ass nigga
Ugh gibbs
E-S to the G-N
Eastside niggas keep roaches in the ashtray
Twenty thousand out the public housing
On a bad day
Drop it in the pot, if it ain't locking
That's some bad yay' tryna save my soul
I wish the Lord would meet me halfway
Devil on my shoulder as I'm
Whipping up this yola
And that motor hit the rotor
Ship this blow to Minnesota
Only option is a shootout if
The police pull me over
This shit get realer than shit
That's on your PlayStation controller
Call of Duty ass nigga
Dick-in-the booty-ass nigga
Don't pour or roll no dough up
Then I don't get no cash with you
Feel like, "Fuck the world
" it ain't no friends up in this business
Fuck my label
Show them I'm the real realest nigga in it
Gangsta Gibbs nigga
Bitch
It's the return of the gangsta, thanks to
These phony-ass wannabe thug
Perpetrators and wankstas
Your white tee turn to tie-dye, nigga
I red paint you
Won't stress or cry about it
'cause it's not in my nature
It's the return of the gangsta, thanks to
These phony-ass wannabe thug
Perpetrators and wankstas
Your white tee turn to tie-dye, nigga
I red paint you
Won't stress or cry about it, 'cause
It's not in my nature, motherfucker
I ain’t no bionic man
See, they think I'm a fuck nigga
But, if they ever see me, then
They might have to duck, nigga
Like what, nigga?
Before your ass can answer, get
Your whole shit bust, nigga
Done rose out them ashes, drinking Fiji water
Wanna pull me in that fire while
I'm tryna feed my daughter
Wanna snatch my momma's plate
And tell her she can't eat
Then we gon' have us some discrepancies
Right here in this street
Because the weak don't speak
Get left in silence
And when you don't listen
Gotta speak with violence
And duct tape the grandmomma
Strip a man of all his honor
Tryna be a G, now you wish you a goner
I walk with the Gods with
A tongue for the devil
Tryna keep a nigga thirsty, so for rain
I pray mercy
The return of the gangster
'cause niggas don't believe
I roll hotter than my sleeve
Leave a nigga in the street
The return of the gangster
'cause niggas got bills
This rap shit don't work
Then it's back to selling krills
Return of the gangster
'cause niggas want that real
Want that old Danny Brown
But nigga, I'm like, "Chill"
The return of the gangster, fuck a hipster
Squeeze a trigger
You got me fucked up, I'm a hood-ass nigga
Ugh gibbs
E-S to the G-N
Eastside niggas keep roaches in the ashtray
Twenty thousand out the public housing
On a bad day
Drop it in the pot, if it ain't locking
That's some bad yay' tryna save my soul
I wish the Lord would meet me halfway
Devil on my shoulder as I'm
Whipping up this yola
And that motor hit the rotor
Ship this blow to Minnesota
Only option is a shootout if
The police pull me over
This shit get realer than shit
That's on your PlayStation controller
Call of Duty ass nigga
Dick-in-the booty-ass nigga
Don't pour or roll no dough up
Then I don't get no cash with you
Feel like, "Fuck the world
" it ain't no friends up in this business
Fuck my label
Show them I'm the real realest nigga in it
Gangsta Gibbs nigga
Bitch
It's the return of the gangsta, thanks to
These phony-ass wannabe thug
Perpetrators and wankstas
Your white tee turn to tie-dye, nigga
I red paint you
Won't stress or cry about it
'cause it's not in my nature
It's the return of the gangsta, thanks to
These phony-ass wannabe thug
Perpetrators and wankstas
Your white tee turn to tie-dye, nigga
I red paint you
Won't stress or cry about it, 'cause
It's not in my nature, motherfucker