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Gucci Mane

Before The Deal

 

Before The Deal

(album: So Icy Boyz (Deluxe) - 2021)


Bitch, I got roguish ways
Been through major pain, so I'm soldier made
Walking through the bottom with that chopper on my shoulder blades
Yelling, "Who want war with me?"
We gon' spin and we gon' spin again until the car dizzy
Everywhere I go I got my bro, I keep my boy wit' me
I ain't talking pistols when I say I keep a toy wit' me
Pull up foreign car, look from afar and see a star ceiling
I ain't got a fear, my vision clear 'cause I got God with me
I'ma up the sco', bitch, I'ma blow, I got that rod with me
Know we get retarded in your party if my squad with me
You can check my resume, I swear I used to rob niggas
Got it out the mud now I'm living like I'm all figured

Push-to-start Porsche, this bitch came from pushing pills
Came from Section 8, a long way from where I live
Dissing on the dead when you ain't really do that drill
Got up on that stain, they sent your man away for years
Bitch, I'm out the trenches, I really was missing meals
Emotions made me distant, I got niggas that got killed
Know these niggas don't like me, So Icy, they better chill
Ask Wop where I was before the deal, I'm for real

I be thugging with that hammer out
Landlord, bitch, and he tryna kick my lil' family out
Grew up in the bottom, a lotta roaches on countertops
Told my son, "It's your future, you can be a astronaut"
Paint a bigger portrait, I got stories I can't televise
Niggas say they be off in our trenches, but they never nodding
I jumped off the porch, y'all niggas took the scary route
I know she a opp, but I fuck her, she got wetter top
Niggas swear they gunning, but be running when that metal pop
I'm that same youngin that was bumming at my daddy's spot
Niggas just be capping, ain't no action when that addy drop
Put that on my gang, bitch, my name the one they brag about

Push-to-start Porsche, this bitch came from pushing pills
Came from Section 8, a long way from where I live
Dissing on the dead when you ain't really do that drill
Got up on that stain, they sent your man away for years
Bitch, I'm out the trenches, I really was missing meals
Emotions made me distant, I got niggas that got killed
Know these niggas don't like me, So Icy, they better chill
Ask Wop where I was before the deal, I'm for real

done

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