Ben Da Corner An Hop A Gate (Fay Pt.2) (WestSide Gun Freestyle)

[Intro: RX Papi & WestSide Gunn]

I promise you

We take niggas there (Blrrt), it's where I'm from

Yeah (Blrrt)

It's where I'm from

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom like for real

It's where I'm from Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

I ain't never told you one lie nigga

[Verse 1]

Momma kick me out, thuggin back in the street

Straight to Fay house, knock on the door like "Bro let me sleep"

He roll a blunt, throw on a instro and we just float on a beat

Shoot at them niggas everyday, you know this war shit get deep

Follow in my brothers footsteps, I'ma cook like him

Brodie shot the wrong man, all he did was look like him

I'm from the trenches, most niggas don't makе it out of there

I bend a cornеr, jump a gate, and bitch I'm getting out of there

It's 12-12 bags on the counter with residue in 'em

Brodie played the trap 3 nights just to buy new denims

[Bridge]

Yeah, Yeah

It's for the trenches for real

[Verse 2]

My word law where I'm from, we don't even play like that

I ain't with that fidgeting at all, reach for my waistline fast

Went to prison, praying niggas answer the phone for me

Niggas treat me like they wasn't sliding, moving zones with me

I ain't get a dollar, nigga i ain't get a soup

But niggas call me when it's problems, they know I shoot

I'm in the club with it, clutching hard, bugging off a perc pill

Got get backs for brodie, I ain't gon' lie, I'm kinda hurt still

Pouring six of that shit, start thinking about my first drill

Throw fifty in the stick, just wanna see if this bitch work still

Baby Z got my heart, I'll put her in my first will

Did a lot of dirt, just so you can be clean

Coming home late, your momma ask what's that in my jeans

I got problems with the whole hood, I'll go to war with the street

I used to be cool with them niggas

I ain't want shit to do with them niggas

Pack my shit, I'm through with them niggas

I'll really end up shooting them niggas

Brodie tell me I gotta chill cause I got shit I gotta do

He call me while I'm tryna drill, he tryna get me in a booth

That drac spit

This bitch like Lil James with the missing tooth

I'm Lil Wayne, cause Papi don't rock with no ceilings too

[Spoken: RX Papi]

I can't tell you what it take to be a doctor, a lawyer, a ball player, or nothing

I can only tell you I be a stand up nigga

I can only tell you I be loyal to niggas you gotta be loyal to

I can tell you that shit ain't got no price on it

Ain't no amount of money in the world should ever make you break that

I can tell you about it, stand tall

Both your feet, all ten of your toes

I can tell you how to be a man

I can tell you what it takes to be strong

Tell you what it take

Show you what it take

Shit ain't hard

Shit, look at me

I come from where you come from, nothing

Probably less than nothing

I come from the bottom of the bottom

Like when you look under your bed, I come from under under under under that

When you go to your basement, I'm from under that

That shit don't mean nothing though

Ten brick walls and cement not gon' stop me

I'm really him

Showed you that

Told you that

Proved it a thousand times

Before I die, do it a thousand times again

Ain't no nigga fucking with me

Nobody

Nobody

This my shit, nigga

I'ma make the rules

And I'ma break the rules, nigga

This shit gon' go my way, or no way

If you ain't with me and my niggas, fuck you

Fuck you

Fuck who you love

Fuck what you claim

Fuck what you stand for

Fuck everything about you, nigga

Fuck your momma

Fuck your daddy

Fuck your kids

Fuck your dead homies

Fuck everything about you

Dawgshit records, nigga, this my shit