Breathing

[Intro: B-anca]

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

[Verse 1: Nines]

I can't believe my brother died, the way my mother cried (R.I.P. Zino)

Guaranteed I kill them niggas from the other side

I'm just a cool kid that grew up with the best of them

Most hated so I'm shootin at the rest of them

Them niggas all posed, I swear the Lord knows

If I blow I'll be strapped at the award shows

Cah these niggas wanna take my life

They wanna catch me slippin at the traffic lights

Me and Fats on the roof like a satellite

And these niggas come through I gotta clap on sight

They wanna stop me from breathin

Ps on my head you niggas gotta be dreaming

I'm washing up my dough

It's a bonus if I blow

This life is all I know

Just wanna see my daughter grow

I was only 15 when they yakked my chain

That's why I'm anti and I don't act the same

[Hook: B-anca & Nines]

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

Can't believe that I'm still here

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

All these feds, snitches and shootouts

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

P's on my head but it's nuttin doe

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

Cos I'll be still in the hood if I move out

[Verse 2: Nines]

And Zino's gone so I'm grieving

Can't believe these pagans are still breathing

Cos I been bunnin niggas like a sess draw

Left more holes in these niggas than Connect-4

And I ain't bussin shells out the window

Close range when I let the ting go

Olders tell me stop running with the streets

Heard its Ps on my head I hope it come with a receipt

I'm overseas sippin yak from umbrella straws

My workers on the front line sellin draws

I stay strapped when I'm chillin on the block

I expect payback amount of niggas that I shot

I been on the front line since a young age

They wanna see me RIP face on the front page

Got a call that them clowns is about

When I pull up on the block them niggas out like a drought

[Hook: B-anca & Nines]

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

Can't believe that I'm still here

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

All these feds, snitches and shootouts

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

P's on my head but it's nuttin doe

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

Cos I'll be still in the hood if I move out

[Verse 3: Nines]

Caught up in the trap

I don't walk without a strap

Niggas smile up in my face but talk behind my back

I live in hell where it's hard to tell who's a Stringer Bell

Rinse a shell, turn a niggas block into Splinter Cell

I don't know who was shooting at us

Could've been the other side or them dudes that we rushed

I just know I'm bout to increase the murder rate

Niggas that I used to roll with turned to snakes

If i pull up on your block I make your crew sprint

True stories, I'm givin you my blue print

I'm just tryna reach the top

Niggas wanna beat a shot make my breathing stop

I know these n*ggas heard about my poke game

If I bring the 8 out I'm murdering the whole lane

Picture me rollin in a 500 Benz

Fuck what you heard me and Jazzy run the ends

It's Nines

[Outro: B-anca]

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

Can't believe that I'm still breathing

Can't believe that I'm still breathing