Lil Poppa - Right Here lyrics

I ain't even gonna lie
Think the reason I fuck with
John Wick so much cause
Cause he was really chillin
You know he was really minding his business
(just like me)
Till niggas came fucking with him and killed
His dog and stole his car
So, it's like at the end of the day
He really had a reason for
For fucking all them niggas over

Tell me how you wanna change it
I got a mind full of evil thoughts
So how the fuck a nigga gonna tame me?

You can't even blame him why
His heart full of anger
Can't send the addy to no stranger
That shit put us up in danger

Life of a gangster
Try to tell my momma she don't get it
And that's the same shit I
Try to tell my sister, they don't hear it

Like I done seen death so many times to
The point that I don't fear it
But, it's like now I got a kid and
That's the reason for me to live

As long as the pressure gon
Build, smoke gon' clear, I'll be right here
Just going through every pain that I feel
Tryna hold back tears
'Cause, my son right here and
I got a wife here

Gotta let 'em know to toughen up
We built for this shit
Somebody better tell that hoe
That "bitches get killed for that shit"

Like eenie, meenie
Miney mo who dropped the lo?
That's who I get to I don't take these pills
Because I'm suicidal, bitches make me sick

Bitch, get off my dick shit got hard
You praying to God that he fix it

Even looking at the stars got you wishing
Realizing it was probably better
In the trenches

Where there's a young nigga down to
Do whatever for your position
Without the weed I be
Trippin, sipping the lean, a addition

My habit's are expensive
My license are suspended
I can't take another ticket
Ain't gotta live this way I'm trippin'
Stack it, was 5K I spent it
But, I ain't taking care of my business
Been screaming free of all my niggas
But they got kids I ain't visit

Been stressin RIP to Desi and ain't
See his in a minute
A couple days ain't talk to Chevy
I done ran out of minutes
But nan one of my brothers can't
Say I ain't send 'em candy
I got water thicker than my own blood
And that shit fucking with me

PO keep fucking with Q3 and
That's who druggin with me
They know don't touch light at the door
'cause that's who clubbin' with me
I'm really alone on the road
I don't need you thuggin' with me
Can't let this internet shit get me
I'm already knowing it's undefeated

I'm usually good when it come to war
But on IG I can't beat it I can't type
Like "why tweet?" and when I do I delete it
Then find a way to get this message
Through so you can read it
Get them niggas bluefaces

They hit a nigga block, they gon bleed it
Slide if they don't catch something
They ain't leaving

My favorite cousin lost her mother
We doing a different type of grieving
Spinz say if he make it through this
Storm again then it's a reason

But as long as the pressure gon'
Build, the smoke gon' clear
I'll be right here
Just going through every pain that I feel
Tryna hold back tears
'Cause, my son right here and
I got a wife here

Tell 'em everything gonna be alright
(alright) tell 'em everything gon be alright

Told 'em everything gone be A-OK
Like Malcolm by the window I got my AK

If there's smoke up in the city
I get that up out the way
Like who really fucking with me?
I ain't even gotta pay

Young niggas don't talk to me
Yeah they lying that's what they say
Think it's safe crossing me
End lying in the grave (end up dying)