Keep Faith

Granny, Slinko makin' beats again Splurge the God made another one Hit Squad, you understand us? Yellin', "Gang-gang, " to all my gang members Yellin', "Gang, " tellin' my real Ones I won't change, nigga (Granny, Slinko makin' beats again) Yeah (Splurge the God made another one) , remain the same, nigga Oh, why? When my mama last her job, after that Couldn't pay the rent Moved to my auntie's, slept on the couch But it still ain't make no sense I took some losses through it all But never once betrayed the clique You see, my daddy made a dog and Your mama raised a bitch, oh, boy Know they pussy, they ain't solid That ain't me Oh, it get real, I'm in the field I go get skied and change my fit I'm ready to slide and when I drop 'em I'ma hit like I can't miss How the fuck you ain't gon' raise them kids When you made shawty take the dick? I was locked down in a cell, and I can't lie I hated it but I know my hustle was illegal So I knew I was takin' risks Yellin', "Fee-fi-fum " I'm runnin' down with a drum And I'ma keep my gun on me So they ain't takin' shit I ain't wanna be Craig or Day-Day So I'm Deebo And I ain't never liked the Batman So I'm robbin' for the C note I wasn't into Spider-Man, the Green Goblin That was my hero 'Cause I was mobbin' with them choppers Tryna put a opp into sleep mode You said that you would never leave Never ever leave my side But it caught me by surprise When I found out that you lied to me I'm on edge now Fuck it, get the money, fuck the flowers I don't need 'em and the money and the fame Came with the power, i know you see it I couldn't believe it when you left me, yeah I needed you and you said fuck the bond We had in the past I can't believe it's true Them folks go crazy, it's a shame how They see my face in different places And know my name now Same name I made for myself on my chain, yeah I'm still the same, yeah, that's on my gang Yeah bG4L, yeah I'm so cut-throat for the gang I rep Heart cold as hell, bitch I'm still thinkin' 'bout the days you left Held my own like a man I can't let a bitch kill my vibe And tell the opps, bitch I'm still outside and they still gon' die Bricks and a burner on four Wheels and money counters (Like brrrr) Four door Phantoms Tote them hammers like I'm Rambo (That thing go, "Grrr") I lost my aunt to the streets I don't need no answers Real life stick to the script with no camera Why? You said that you would never leave Never ever leave my side But it caught me by surprise When I found out that you lied to me I'm on edge now Fuck it, get the money, fuck the flowers I don't need 'em and the money and the fame Came with the power, i know you see it I couldn't believe it when you left me, yeah I needed you and you said fuck the bond We had in the past I can't believe it's true