Dont push me

By Syllable

Released on March 23, 2016

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[Verse 1: Syllable]

Like a dyke nigga', i don't like niggas'

Broke and smoking dope, just like a hype nigga'

Got 'em hella' mad i'm taking flight nigga'

I be taking flight just like a kite nigga'

Every body know i live this life nigga'

Because i know i can't live it twice niggas'

Niggas' hella' quick to grab the pipe nigga'

That's the main reason i don't fight nigga'

I call up bro nem, you know we gotta get it

I pop and stained a opp in cash imma' spend it

I pull up on your block in the windows tinted

I see it, want it, cop it, buy it, don't rent it

Ain't really with the love 'cuz i am not cupid

Think i'm a stain, you tryin' to take it, I'll shoot it

So keep an open eye, 'cause i just might lose it

I show no sympathy 'cause niggas' abuse it

I see your wifey, just like Nike i do it

Go loco spazzin' out, they tell me to cool it

I'm from CP and 'yeh my city, i rule it

Don't like it, i suggest you keepin' it movin'

I'm aiming at your top and leavin' you clueless

Finesse you at your life and make you look foolish

This rap stuff, i'm the father i do this

'Cause when i start to flow my flow is so fluid

Remember them days, walking with holy socks

Now i'm cashing out and flexing my roly' watch

Everybody wanna feat 'cause they know we hot

Dreads swinging, so they 'callin 'em Goldilocks

Run on me i'll do no talking, i'll blow these shots

Been through struggles and you know that i fault a lot

You the type to piss yourself and they call the cops

Trust none and they know i don't talk a lot

Old 'thots got me reminiscing

'Cause they want me back, but they are not forgiving

'Cause they' deadbeat broke 'cause i ain't got no 'feelins

I just want the money, you can keep attention

And these opp niggas' not in my division

And my opposition, ain't no competition

Step in my position, ain't no pot to piss in

And i hang with hitters, 'cause that's my decision

Started from the bottom and that's how i'm livin'

All about the moola', 'yeh I gotta get it

I just hit and quit it, then forget her digits

Do this for my family and you know i'm givin'

Back a hunnit' stacks I gotta feed the children

I don't really even got to see it, deal it

I'm just hoping, praying that I see a million

All these commas, watch 'em pile up to the ceiling

Rob who? Boy you a joke nigga'

Go get you some money you a broke nigga'

If i catch you in traffic, get poked nigga'

Better yet man down, get smoked nigga'

'Cause them 30's and them 40's I tote nigga'

30, 40 with the beam and a scope nigga'

Run up in your crib all black like a dope dealer

You ain't really with it 'catch you lacking in the four wheeler

Came up in the game, pop out, know the black hot

I don't really care, broad day, 'catchin' your top shots

When i pop shots, i don't stop 'till the Glock hot

All you hear is bang bodies drop on a opp block

Find when you reconnect dots like it's hot spot

Run up in 'yo crib late night it'll knock knock

I don't really know why these niggas' cock block

Gucci, louis, fendi, 150 in the rock block

And no leg shots when a nigga' see them red dots

Only head shots i don't talk to the fed, cops

'cuz the feds watch and they know a nigga' head hot

It'll spot a 'thot, bet she make a nigga' bed rock

I just get bare pop xans got me kickstand

Call my hitman 'C Drilla' in the big van

So i do us back make a nigga' do a hit man

I'll just hit man, get me top then i quit man

Silly rabbit, i ain't really with the tricks man

Bro in the cut smoking 'till he's lit man

I don't even smoke, but you know i'm with the shiz' man

Got a new watch but i'm still rocking wristbands

Pull up all black, windows tinted, when i switch lanes

Call up King James if i ever need a hit-stain

Told them get back 'cause i'm hotter than a lit flame

'Cause i'm psyched up now i got them rocking rich gang

P.I.M.P looking at me like i'm Rick Jane

One phone call, man down, you can get chained

Came up with the squad for the shoot, when i'm with gang

Six feet deep, going out with a big bang