VonOff1700 - Flukey Sh*t lyrics

(Yo, Ayo)
Uh
Forever toss for the gang only
Long live Mook, nigga, long live Mike, nigga
Diss on 'em, you gon' lose your life, nigga
Turnt up, not burnt up, nigga, diss the gang, gon' get sent up

Uh
I'm back in them cars again
If I spot an opp, I promise, it's gon' be a killin'
They took Black when I was like eight years old
Since then, I ain't had no feelings
We don't give out passes, so you better
Move smart 'cause whoever you with, we gon' kill 'em
This shit so lame, y'all left before I got paid
But y'all names on the back of my pendant
This money can't change me
I'm rich as a bitch and I still be out here spinnin'
Why niggas be hatin'? I sat and patiently waited
Don't nobody want me winnin'
I threw some racks in a bag


Booked me a flight right to Cali
And hopped in a Bentley
Couldn't even enjoy my birthday
Mike had died off the pills, he had my shitty
I ride with a Drac' and a Glock and
I always post my block
When I'm up in the city
I was just fresh off a hit
When I linked up with Famous
And took me a pic with the fifty
I really don't fuck with y'all
So whenever I die, don't nobody say they miss me
Whatever he want, he can get it
If he really need it, I'll give my big brother my kidney
When Mook Money died
I got so high that I felt like Bobby and Whitney
Shit got me mad, Anton wouldn't even
Be dead if he weren't so friendly
I'm ready to crash, I'm out on my block right now
Tell them niggas come end me
Depression had hit, I was beggin' for help
It was like nobody wasn't hearin' me
I spot me an opp, I'm ready to bounce
I'm thirsty, I'm up in a frenzy
'Member late nights stealin', we ain't had no money
We was scrapin' up dollars for Wendy's
They thought it was funny when my brothers died
So kill 'em and don't show pity
I did too much for you niggas
Realizin' I shouldn't have gave you niggas a penny
He talkin' 'bout a chance and he keep fuckin' up
I done gave this nigga too many
On a high-speed chase, thought Bubba
Was gon' get away, but he smacked up the Hemi
Have Lil Three to drive, pull me up on the corner
Bounce out with the semi
Go fill up them Glocks and let's spin us a block
And don't back 'til them bitches empty
He popped two Percs, my lil' brother hurt
Backend just went up a 60
What's gon' happen if you touch Vono chain?
You don't wanna test that theory
Talk about 50K, I make that in a day
I done spent that shit on Amiris
I was spinnin' for weeks, fell asleep
In the Jeep, Mook died, shit had me weary
I'm big opp, no nigga put fear in me
Kept sippin' drank
Thought the shit was gon' heal me
Say you my brother, but you put a gun
To my back actin' like you was gon' kill me
Forever gon' toss for the gang
Mook Money and Mike
I promise them niggas feel me
Forever gon' toss for the gang
Mook Money and Mike
I promise them niggas feel me
Big brother got caught, he was walkin' without it
Pull up broad day and start talkin' about it
Where you at? Let's link, we ain't talkin' about it
That lil' nigga lyin', he ain't killed nobody
They want me to rap, but I'm fiendin' for bodies
I got thirty-three shots for when I catch Scotty
Runnin' 'round through the O, four deep in a hottie
When I get mad, nobody can stop me
I'm just tryna enjoy my life
Everybody need somethin'
I'm tired of this shit
"Von, grab me this, Von, buy me this"
No bap, I'm tired of bein' rich
DND my phone, she won't leave me alone
No bap, I'm tired of this bitch
For all that dissin', caught him in traffic
And left shot fired in his whip

Why? Why you say that?
He knew what was goin' on
He was gettin' us out all them situations
Big bruh like that at all
Yeah, you with the safest niggas out West
Ain't shit gon' happen
We just walk through this ho, on my dead homie
I ain't gon' lie, foe, told y'all
BaBa thought he was in our hood, gang, we ain't
None of our homies died for off what
Mook Money did shit for, though
And it's, and it's crazy, gang
A lot died off of flukey shit