Why You Always Got Dat Mask On

[Intro] SkyCamp all of a sudden Yeah It’s the dawg Yeah It’s the dawg [Verse] How you gon' say you don’t love me? Clutching that 9 'cause shit get ugly I lace up my boots when it come to that money Got bad paranoia, why you moving like that Fah-fah broad day, why they do him like that? Narcotics I’m popping and sipping, they can’t take me out of my rhythm He talk like a killer, gon' make him a victim Bounce out the car then hit him Top dawg in this shit, really one of them niggas Do dirt on my 'lone, don't be running with niggas When the reaper on your ass, what you running from nigga? Before I signed shit had a honeybun nigga I'ma pop this pill then change my mood He spoke on the gang then went on the news Shoot for the stars, I aim for the moon The world know Papi a superstar He play with that money I shoot the boy I could cry in the booth like Kenny Bee My bitch say I keep tripping in my sleep She ain’t seen half the shit I seen They ain’t do half the shit we did It was what it was and it is what it is On a flight to Miami I’m thinking about brodie I’d do anything to get my nigga back I look in the mirror and put on my jacket Took three RPs, it’s just one of them days Jay say brodie, you gotta eat I hope them boys looking down proud of me My momma need help with the bills, she got it Remember when I used to steal, go robbing Auntie come looking for deals, I got her In love with the trenches, it made me who I am Same young nigga sell you fifty-dollar grams Sleeve of heroin, go for seven-hundred Pure gray dope, I ain’t stepping on it In my hood I’m a living legend I step on the stage, they know my shit I flash my wrist, there go your bitch The car spun twice, Jay grab that stick He move wrong once, his ass get hit Me and Sky in the sky and he fucking the beat up .300 Blackout, it’s fucking the streets up Try and ball with big Papi, he gone fuck up your re-up They talk like killers but they duck when they see us Shh, lil brodie like to creep up Faceshot broad-day, fuck his whole week up Brodie keep begging me to leave it alone I know niggas who died from leaving it home I got death on my mind ‘fore I sleep with it on me My momma wish I stopped doing pills My grandma hug me and pray for me Say it’s woo on me and I can’t shake it Seen a homicide as a little baby I really say the thing, I ain’t Lil Baby I told cuz I’m ready to quit this shit He said “Nigga you finna get rich with this” My back on the wall, ain’t nobody to call But I’m good on my own, that’s why they call me the Dawg I ain’t really in the mood, told 'em “Call me tomorrow” I ain’t had no car, auntie let me borrow it BM calling me, stressing me out I got faith in the bitch but she letting me down Ready to take Baby Z, Ion want her around Told Neph feel like I got death on the corner Ion fear shit, bitch, imma go around the corner Niggas bleed like me, I’ll put this bitch on you Slow down with the Perc's, my head hurts Only thing I could tell you is that for certain In the back of the back, I could close the curtain Used to fall asleep cold 'cause the heat wasn’t working Fresh as a bitch but I came from the gutter It was me and BK, all we had was each other I ain’t never told you niggas one lie When I’m all alone, tears fall down my face If I ain’t had this picture I wouldn’t see your face Deep down that shit fuck with me every day Pour line after line, Ion even wanna wake up I’ll tell you my life, it’s some shit I can’t make up Abuela think I need therapy I was high as a bitch, I ain’t hearing it My lil' brother say I’m a superhero Only if he knew what I do to people Wallahi I pray he don’t grow up like me My momma say I came a long way Cut my phone off, go to my dad grave When I get in that mode, just leave me alone When you talking to me, better even your tone Lil' cuz stop hooping and get in the street Act like it was for him, but it was really for me Got dark cloud over me, it keep raining Perc's keep getting popped and I keep drinking Deep down in the hole I keep sinking They gave brodie life, wish he could rethink it Shot a nigga dead in his shit, he ain’t even mean it When they took bro, damn near threw up my food These niggas ain’t real as they say they is And they not gon' ride like they said they would They don’t got your back like they supposed to have it Do dirt, get dirt, that’s supposed to happen My momma ask me do I worry about karma Only thing I fear is getting life from your honour I get in this booth and I let my soul talk Brodie say I remind him of O-Dog Fay tell me I’m ahead of my time I was never in the back, I’m ahead of the line Fuck with Jeff, he got faith in me Block always tell me “Fuck them niggas” Told Jeff “I ain’t gone let you down big bro” Laugh back at Block like “Fuck them niggas” My daughter love me and that’s good enough All that bullshit jewelry, put it up I lay down at night and get in my thoughts They can say what they want but I’m really a boss I really took risks to put my niggas on Ain’t no big “I”s or little “You”s I’ll get in that car like Ion make music Told them lil' bros I’m one of them I ain’t gone have a nigga do sum I won’t do Bounce out broad day, that’s not a problem to me My stepbrother used to take me to church Anytime I touch the bible it hurt I could never explain that funny feeling But I knew I wasn’t supposed to be in that building I got brothers that ain’t come out my momma If I tell you I love you, your problem my problem He play with my man, damn right I shot him Mister one in the head, bitch, they know how I’m rocking I bounce out cars, go to swinging that shit Lil' cuz like “Yeah Pap, get on that shit!” One me with the Drac’ I’m doing my shit Rrr-rrr-rrr-rrr, we came shooting that shit Don’t back down now, you supposed to be with that shit My momma asked “Boy, why you doing that shit?” Still moving that shit while I’m toting that shit When you see him, don’t talk, just blow it, that’s it I bend the corner I jump out the car Hook shot in the pot, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar I’m not a jokester, what you take me for? Hurry the fuck up, don’t gotta make this long Big bully on the block, I’ll take your ball Watch your mouth before I break your jaw I didn’t come for something I'ma take it all Demons on me, I gotta shake em off Jeff say we got a chop it and make a song Told him “Bro, sometimes you gotta let me vent” My thoughts built up, I really go through shit I smile so much, you don’t know that shit Took nine-hundred dollars and poured that shit I ran through that and bought more of that shit It’s like five homicides I’m coping with Is there a heaven for gangsters we supposed to get? Can’t expect the nigga to do the shit you would Can’t expect no nigga to think like you You can expect these niggas to do what you do Turn around then act like they ain’t get it from you These niggas Tony Montana when they get in the booth I’m Dominic Toretto when I get in the coupe Hand me some water and pass me the boot Way too high, I’m just telling you how I feel Nod out where I’m standing, like “Bro you gotta chill” For the millionth time, bitch I don’t got a deal My momma ask what it’d take to make me quit I hate these conversations, they make me sick Like Pap, you not even rapping, you talking I wrote the book for the streets, I’m the author Ion care how far they took it, we go further My momma say I act just like my father [Intro: Excerpt from "Gotti (1996)"] I know some of you come from upstate, Connecticut and Jersey I'm not gonna keep youse here I heard some of youse talkin' Nobody knows who killed Frankie DeCicco So don't ask Nobody's got to look over their shoulder here Tell your crews to stay calm You're the Gambino family And don't you ever fuckin' believe that anyone, anyone anywhere is gonna fuck with us Now, go home and drive carefully Believe me, that's the most dangerous part of your lives