Shy Glizzy, NoCap - Situations lyrics
[Shy Glizzy, NoCap - Situations lyrics]
(Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?)
(Goddamn, BJ with another one)
Just talked to God after
Catchin’ up with Satan
Same block, just a different situation
I know they said I would be nothin'
But I'm greatness
They thought my life would be
A grave or some cages
’Cause we grew up on shots
Fired, drive-bys, cops out, oh
We ride around with two K's
We just tryna stay live (Young Jefe, holmes)
We might slide down an opp's block
I bet that AR pistol make your body rock
They knew it was me
Because some bodies dropped
They knеw it was me 'cause
The damn Audеmar watch, yeah
Know that I'm goin' through this damn pain
All alone, in this six-bedroom mansion
Goin' insane six shots
But it only took one to bust your brain
All my bitches thots
I'm tryna pick one that I can train
I had to cut my cousin off
Because he started to envy
Bitch I went from a G to
A champ like Mr bentley
And they don’t fuck with Glizzy ’cause
They say I ain't too friendly
My shooter, he a butler
So I like to call him Jimmy
Every time I’m in the mall, I be cashin' out
I couldn't slow up for no job
I took the faster route
Every time that it was murder
We ain't never seen shit
Every time we seen the opps
It was murder scene shit
Pool party for my neck and wrist
Niggas died that I can’t forget
Homicide trees, call that the kill switch
Came from the gutter
I think that is a privilege
Just talked to God after
Catchin' up with Satan
Same block, just a different situation
I know they said I would be nothin'
But I'm greatness
They thought my life would be
A grave or some cages
'Cause we grew up on shots
Fired, drive-bys, cops out, oh
We ride around with two K's
We just tryna stay live, oh
Ah (Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?)
(Goddamn, BJ with another one)
Just talked to God after
Catchin’ up with Satan
Same block, just a different situation
I know they said I would be nothin'
But I'm greatness
They thought my life would be
A grave or some cages
’Cause we grew up on shots
Fired, drive-bys, cops out, oh
We ride around with two K's
We just tryna stay live (Young Jefe, holmes)
We might slide down an opp's block
I bet that AR pistol make your body rock
They knew it was me
Because some bodies dropped
They knеw it was me 'cause
The damn Audеmar watch, yeah
Know that I'm goin' through this damn pain
All alone, in this six-bedroom mansion
Goin' insane six shots
But it only took one to bust your brain
All my bitches thots
I'm tryna pick one that I can train
I had to cut my cousin off
Because he started to envy
Bitch I went from a G to
A champ like Mr bentley
And they don’t fuck with Glizzy ’cause
They say I ain't too friendly
My shooter, he a butler
So I like to call him Jimmy
Every time I’m in the mall, I be cashin' out
I couldn't slow up for no job
I took the faster route
Every time that it was murder
We ain't never seen shit
Every time we seen the opps
It was murder scene shit
Pool party for my neck and wrist
Niggas died that I can’t forget
Homicide trees, call that the kill switch
Came from the gutter
I think that is a privilege
Just talked to God after
Catchin' up with Satan
Same block, just a different situation
I know they said I would be nothin'
But I'm greatness
They thought my life would be
A grave or some cages
'Cause we grew up on shots
Fired, drive-bys, cops out, oh
We ride around with two K's
We just tryna stay live, oh
Ah (Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?)