Killing Nothing

[Intro]

Let me see that light

There, there they go right there

Who, who? Dawg in the black hoodie?

Slow down, pull on my side

It's the Real Bad Man

It's the Mafia, speed

Game time, Blockworks

ConCreatures, 227

Where we at with it?

Uh, uh, let's get it

[Verse 1]

Always been the black sheep, grew up the oddball

Thuggin' on them backstreets 'til the day that my God call

Lil' Sean Paul, ridin' dirty up 85

In twin Challies, just a friendly game of dodgeball

I'm the one killed your older brother, I'm who shot dawg

And if I didn't, I'm the one who sent niggas to rob y'all (I'm him)

For thеm grits of the shine and that top dog

I nevеr dropped no nigga name or made a cop call

Had to drop my nuts just to let 'em know I got balls (Cajones)

He dropped the ball, looking at me like it's my fault (Haha)

Count all my pockets, I wanna know what's in my vault

I let him see too much, don't know what the fuck that I thought (What was I thinking?)

Might have to whack him just in case the nigga might talk (Getting dropped)

'Cause all these niggas, after I tax 'em, it's just a write-off

Really getting to the money, don't get your life bought

Done tipped this bitch three hundred and told her to take the night off (What else?)

[Chorus]

Sticks getting loaded, bullets getting wiped off (Clips)

Make a right, slow down, cut the lights off

Pull over right here and leave the engine running

Niggas ain't letting nothing die and ain't killing nothing

Sticks getting loaded, bullets getting wiped off (Clips)

Make a right, slow down, cut the lights off

I'm tired of ribbing in your scalp, don't make me click the button

Niggas ain't letting nothing die and ain't killing nothing (At all, nothing)

Killing nothing

Killing nothing (Nothing)

Niggas ain't letting nothing die and ain't killing nothing

[Verse 2]

It's so much I wanna say with so little time (Patience)

Only so much I'm willing to pay, fundamental grind

Been had a plug since a youngin with a brick of shine (Ayy)

Having them drugs with this gun is what's gon' give me time (Blocks)

Live by the gun, die by the same fate

I'll never catch him with the money and the bag in the same place (Nope)

Crelly got parole, then indicted on the same day

He went to trial with the feds, put on his game face

Can't shake a bag with them peepers on your ass (Uh-uh)

Running up in grandma crib tryna peep what's in your stash (Gaga)

Cheap as taking on them slabs from my Ricans and my 'Rabs

Got these niggas in my city streets policing with no badge

Can't trust a soul, got me reaching for my mag

Drug Zone Seven, Six, P.A., Fenkell to the Crash

Shoot it 'til it overheat, catch a fever when I flash

Ride with it on my lap, ain't gotta beat you to the stash, nigga (Nah)

[Chorus]

Sticks getting loaded, bullets getting wiped off (Clips)

Make a right, slow down, cut the lights off

Pull over right here and leave the engine running

Niggas ain't letting nothing die and ain't killing nothing

Sticks getting loaded, bullets getting wiped off (Clips)

Make a right, slow down, cut the lights off

I'm tired of ribbing in your scalp, don't make me click the button

Niggas ain't letting nothing die and ain't killing nothing (At all, nothing)

Killing nothing

Killing nothing (Nothing)

Niggas ain't letting nothing die and ain't killing nothing