Neek Bucks - Voices (feat. Stunna Gambino) lyrics

Ayy, Smatty, let's count up some-

I can count how many times
A nigga shared for us
Nights we had to tote the pipe
To strike that was the scariest
Product of my area
Bro still on that time, he like yo shine
We make you ante up
It's like a nigga tryna talk to
God but he ain't hearin' us
Seen too many things with these eyes
A good nigga then that 40
Hit 'em multiple times
And then he die and now they gotta spin
That's just when the plot tickin'
Lot of homicide victims
Niggas start to politickin'
I feel like my time tickin'
I been on that block too long
Been feelin' tension from my opps too long
I smoked a homie before he did it
He was feelin' like that time too long
That's when you find out
Niggas not that strong
And then they crack wit' a feelin' when
You don't really know
About 'em, but you still go
About 'em, Grab the pole, throw about em
Niggas wasn't tryna give me shit
I brought my own hollows
And I gave these niggas too much
Love that was my old problem

I done gave these streets too much
Love that was my old problem
He ain't make it back home
Because that pole got 'em
Now he layin' on a sheet they
Took his soul out 'em
Live and die by the code that's
How I go 'bout it
I could, I could feel it in the air
I could, I could, I could see it in yo stare
I know, I know, I know you don't really care
I know, I know that love
Ain't really there I know, i know

Babies of the projects we
Ain't have no option 30 on a pocket rocket
Can't you think we boxin'
Seen so many fucked up things
I wish I could've stopped it
Bro said he spinnin' 'til they kill 'em
And shit I can't knock 'em
You know them bullets was the nearest
Trappin' momma wasn't tryna hear it
Coke whiter than Christina Aguilera
The shit these niggas kickin'
I don't feel it
So my only competition is that
Nigga in the mirror
Picture a nigga who bleed scary me
Peep the lil' shit, you ain't
Been movin' like family, real shit
I know they thought about airin' me
Slidin' in a Benz
Them bullets the size of batteries
I feel like they comin' after me
Sum' fishy 'bout you these questions
You keep on askin' me
I read between the lines of
Your eyes and your brow
Your handshakin' matchin' your smile
Them niggas foul

I done gave these streets too much
Love that was my old problem
He ain't make it back home
Because that pole got 'em
Now he layin' on a sheet they
Took his soul out 'em
Live and die by the code that's
How I go 'bout it
I could, I could feel it in the air
I could, I could, I could see it in yo stare
I know, I know, I know you don't really care
I know, I know that love
Ain't really there I know, i know

That love ain't really there I know, I know
I could feel it in the air I could, I could
I could see it in yo stare I know, I know
I know you don't really care I know, I know
That love ain't really there I know, I know