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Tutu Gang

 

Tutu Gang

(album: Before The Fame - 2017)


This shit ain't getting no better
They took my brother so we sliding for forever
Tutu Gang, we keep a Glock, don't tote Berettas
That's on my mama, nigga we won't ever let up
I know, I know I had to cop a K
I know, I know I gotta to find a way
I know, I know it's gon' be better day
'Cause it's hell that we live, heaven ain't far away
I know, I know, I know
Lord, shit don't feel the same no more
I know, I know, I know
Niggas plotting so I gotta keep a pole
This shit ain't getting no better
They took my brother so we sliding for forever
Tutu Gang, we keep a Glock, don't tote Berettas
That's on my mama, nigga we won't ever let up

That's on my mama, nigga ready for whatever
You ain't felt this pain so ain't nothing you can tell 'em
They took my brother so you know it's funk forever
They took my brother so you know it's funk forever
So we ain't playing with you niggas
Bitch I'm rich, I could've dropped a hundred bands on you niggas
But instead I'd rather bump head to head with you niggas
To see fear in you niggas, I ain't scared of you niggas
How you with the shit
But you switching cliques on some sucker shit
Dropped a hundred clip on them suckers that you running with
Tutu Gang, toting forty things, tryna body shit
Cried every night, for every tear we shed we dropping shit
I promise it, shit ain't over till my mama rich
Catch a sucker leaking, shit ain't over 'til this forty click
All this pain inside my eyes, ain't hard not to notice it
Prolly had my finger on the trigger when I wrote this shit
I had both my niggas by my side, tryna get 'em out
Tutu said this rapping shit gonna work, I had to hear him out
Came to every show, rocking the stage, I told him get some clout
Said I got your back, some suckers slide then we gonna air it out
Called your phone, you told me you was good
One hour later you got shot, we all thought you was good
Couple hours, came back screaming like this shit ain't real
If my brother gone I swear we doing a hundred drills
Why you had to leave a nigga so soon
If this happen I never thought it'd be you
When it happened I couldn't believe it was true
Now it's big money, legendary, we do this shit for you

This shit ain't getting no better
They took my brother so we sliding for forever
Tutu Gang, we keep a Glock, don't tote Berettas
That's on my mama, nigga we won't ever let up
I know, I know, I know
Lord, shit don't feel the same no more
I know, I know, I know
Niggas plotting so I gotta keep a pole

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