Lil Yee, The Jacka, Boo Banga - Coming Around lyrics

Mob, yeah i know they know what this is
Mob, I know you know what this is l-Finguz
They keep coming around
We keep gunning 'em down
First they didn't know who I am
But everybody heard of us now

They keep coming around
We keep gunning 'em down
First they didn't know who I am
But everybody heard of us now
They stay coming around
We stay gunning 'em down
First they didn't know who I am
But everybody murderers now

They say it's lonely at the top
But it's a better view
You never ate out of a
Pot that still had residue at auntie house
You can't tell moms everything you do
And everything you seen before
It was never new
I'm never spooked, tell the truth
I ain't scared to shoot
I'm livin' proof, real nigga
Ain't a point to prove
It's a bang gang thing, you ain't in the loop
Ayy, King Jack, this a slap, nigga
Just for you
I know, I know, I know you know what this is
I know, I know, I know you know how we live
It's low on dope
We might just come to your crib
And scope, and scope
It's how we feedin' our kids
Murder, extortion
Bouncin' out of them Porsches
I can rock Balenciagas
I'd rather do the Forces it's important
Feeding my niggas that's less fortunate
If you do it to the neck
Ain't gotta worry about 'em pointing, nah

They keep coming around
We keep gunning 'em down
First they didn't know who I am
But everybody heard of us now
They stay coming around
We stay gunning 'em down
First they didn't know who I am
But everybody murderers now

Knocked some niggas down but I hope
I never killed a child monsters, tall
Came up hard while the bills is piled up
Landlord mad as fuck, gotta kick us out
11 years old
'member coke used to keep us down
Cocaine feed us now, dope by my penis now
Strap in my Levis and I
Just wanna kill that man
Rap so wack nowadays, it's hard to be a fan
I just hit the trap and blaze
No matter where I land

They keep coming around
We keep gunning 'em down
First they didn't know who I am
But everybody heard of us now
They stay coming around
We stay gunning 'em down
First they didn't know who I am
But everybody murderers now

You really real if you count a
Mil' and you still yourself
'Cause if you fake and you in the way
You should kill yourself
Any situation, never put myself first
Bein' great ain't always great
It's a gift and a curse
Ridin' out to Cita Son, worse come to worse
Old funk, new chop, three round burst
And I can't keep these demons inside of me
You looked me dead in my eyes
And you lied to me
Now I look at you as a rivalry
Tryna monopolize, you used my game improperly
That knife you stuck in my
Back wasn't sharp enough bang gang
It's only killers in the car with us

They keep coming around
We keep gunning 'em down
First they didn't know who I am
But everybody heard of us now
They stay coming around
We stay gunning 'em down
First they didn't know who I am
But everybody murderers now