Lil B - Illusions Of G lyrics
[Lil B - Illusions Of G lyrics]
Nigga, the game so real
Welcome to the game and you gotta respect it
Bitch, it's a new day and I never forget it
Nigga wanna hate me
I'm sending bullets to dresses
AK Forty sent ya a fucking blessing
I send you fucking green
Like a salad dressing
Got two faces, I stay two places
Copped one of the lot
I copped three off Jason
I stay pushing white so Ill never be racist
Back against the wall when
I'm catching my cases
You look so stupid under pressure
Drag the pistol in my told
You to count your blessings
Yeah, what you gonna do when
Them niggas wanna get you
Boy, I swear to god
Leave you on that stretcher
You gonna eat bullets, left hand pull it
I go so stupid, you niggas is foolish
Lil Boss!
Bruh did ten, now he taking the long route
Dude came home along with them gats out
Tuck your four-fives and I'm
Coming with straps out
Know I want strips so I'm
Taking the dad house
Yeah, I'mma lay him flat like
The rug on the floor its your death day
Bitch and your needing that four
Who you gonna look to when
I'm throwing the hook to
Five-Oh right at you, I won't discuss you
Street code? No
I ain't got no problems with nothing
Bitch, I live by the law, I'm the book
No fronting
Real street niggas know it's the green
No fronting put your face on t-shirts
Put your name on something
Pray to god everyday he
Don't push that button
Damn, I keep it gangster
Bitch, I stay in BasedWorld
I don't fuck with wanksters
Lil Boss! Illusions Of Grandeur part 2
Welcome to the game and you gotta respect it
Bitch, it's a new day and I never forget it
Nigga wanna hate me
I'm sending bullets to dresses
AK Forty sent ya a fucking blessing
I send you fucking green
Like a salad dressing
Got two faces, I stay two places
Copped one of the lot
I copped three off Jason
I stay pushing white so Ill never be racist
Back against the wall when
I'm catching my cases
You look so stupid under pressure
Drag the pistol in my told
You to count your blessings
Yeah, what you gonna do when
Them niggas wanna get you
Boy, I swear to god
Leave you on that stretcher
You gonna eat bullets, left hand pull it
I go so stupid, you niggas is foolish
Lil Boss!
Bruh did ten, now he taking the long route
Dude came home along with them gats out
Tuck your four-fives and I'm
Coming with straps out
Know I want strips so I'm
Taking the dad house
Yeah, I'mma lay him flat like
The rug on the floor its your death day
Bitch and your needing that four
Who you gonna look to when
I'm throwing the hook to
Five-Oh right at you, I won't discuss you
Street code? No
I ain't got no problems with nothing
Bitch, I live by the law, I'm the book
No fronting
Real street niggas know it's the green
No fronting put your face on t-shirts
Put your name on something
Pray to god everyday he
Don't push that button
Damn, I keep it gangster
Bitch, I stay in BasedWorld
I don't fuck with wanksters
Lil Boss! Illusions Of Grandeur part 2