Lyrical Moron - Six0Five lyrics

Was doing circles round Atlanta with my gang
Imma certified Steppa so I put
That on my chain
Got a fully loaded AK finna
Put it on his brain
I been steady getting money and I
Put that on the gang
We fin hop out with some heaters on
His block and leave a stain
Snatch his chain and leave a stain on
Were his jewelry use to hang
I was grinding getting money Niggas said that
I done changed like some clothes
I put them on and fake them
Off can stay the same

All he rap about it money I
Was rapping bout my pain
Tryna tell them my story and doing
That fucked up the game
Nigga dripping like some water and


I still make it rain
And I’ll do it on your block and
Expose you bout what you claim
Chase a nigga down the street he
Wheezy like his name lil Wayne
Leave a mission anonymous looking
Like I never came
Imma have to fly overseas but
Inside a public plane
20 year old bragging bout getting signed
And I did the same
And what’s crazy is all
The fucking propaganda from
2019 to when I moved out of Atlanta
Said that we done shot a
Nigga whenever he ran up
Like the cash that a nigga been
Making got my bands up
Tryna be gangsta my momma told
Me pull my pants up
No I ain’t the real slim shady
So I ain’t gon stand up
I came a long way because I’m
14 with some fan love
Niggas with wires came around and
Tried to scam us

Them niggas think they know my story
Put in a different way
Getting money and fighting so we
Gon have to separate
But getting and bangings all they care
About today if you ain’t
Getting laid or getting paid then
You gon catch the shade
Niggas finna catch one body and then
Rub it in your face
Like they did it for a while
When really killing ain’t they place
Niggas talk shit but they shut they mouth
When I got in the state
Niggas claim they gon hustle but no
Food on they homies plate

Use to cap my jewelry but now
I’m honest they respect me
I done gave my shit away knew it
Would come back as a blessing
And I will over and over even
If god ain’t gon bless me
I done got this out the mud
For rapping did with out rest
But back before I took this seriously
Niggas tried to test me
Theres been times my niggas Carried drugs
And they tried to arrest me
Theres been times I tried to help a
Nigga out and they done left me
I don’t like to smoke the cigarettes
Even if my mom let me

Even tho I’m just this kid I swear
To got they won’t forget me
Cause when I was made They had to
Add a sparkle to my recipe
And every time they listen they gon tell
You not to mess with me
I heard too many Niggas tell they
Niggas not to mess with Z
I really got the music culture engraved
To the flesh of me
I came from the west side niggas
Know what I be rapping G
If Niggas wanna talk about it they
Can get the best of me
But something gonna spat if they
Say something bout my family
Cause it’s different when they say some
Bout it that ain’t real
Remember seeing niggas Rolling Stones like
We use to roll wheels
We ain’t ever had no money not
Even if we would steal
Know a Nigga who done overdosed
He can’t resist the pills

The devil put me in a room full
Of money I just stay still
Cause all you Niggas want the
Cash and not your soul
Know how it feels to lose that shit in
The process of getting better it’s a deal
Ain’t sell my soul to sign a label
You ain’t even need a shield

What it cost to a Nigga
It just depends on if they poor
If they want it enough for them
Tryna get it out the dough
Tryna a make an appearance I get
Recognized in the story don’t matter
That I’m rapping I guess it
Matters what it’s all for