Sizzurp

[Verse 1]

My father said women only listen when you hit 'em

Gun to my momma head, sitting in the kitchen

I'm sorry I ain't the perfect kinda nigga

I tried to fix it, but nobody listened so I'm chillin'

My only dream is that I die before I make a million

Either that or take a L for dealing cause I'm trapped out

Tryna build a  castle from the crack house

Running out of rocks so I'm stuck to the stones, they've thrown at me

Nine times out of the ten I'm not happy

9th grade dreaming of Benz's that we'll never get

Banging for the hell of it, did it cause we wasn't scared to die

Just afraid to grow up and be something

[Hook]

They gon' love you when you gone nigga

They always love you when you gone nigga

[Verse 2]

I guess y'all fucked with the wrong nigga

Ex girls hating on me, police bangin' on me

See they just a bigger gang, but that shit's a different story

Living on the highest story, hoping I don't fall too hard

Saying "Yo, don't ball too hard", selling dope is not a job

Is what I tell myself everyday, but it's hard to stop

Kinda like I'm using, making use of all this time I bought

The rounds you fought were rounds I shot

See the police coming, run around the block

Ain't no need for court, we black so we already lost

Power to the people, seven rounds up in this eagle

Birds baths for your bitch ass

[Hook]

But they gon' love you when you gone nigga

They always love you when you gone nigga

Yeah they gon' love you when you gone nigga

Nigga

[Verse 3]

I bring pain, watch my .45 flame

Drive-by's, while I ghostride  Cam'ron's range

Bang like Jerome Lane, 3 or 4 K's, and a Kevlar underneath the 'Lo Chambray

Niggas gon' try me, I'ma blast they brains

Shotty's all I need, Cobain, coldchain

What's rap these days? Niggas running with the police

We gunning with the police,  Daytons on the gold jeep

Ride solo, cause nigga's known to squeal

Up in that glass room, singing like soul for real

Still, I made a promise to my momma that I'd never go to jail

So a nigga won't, burning shells, 'til I burn in hell

Had to double up my personnel for the clientele

Nigga's want it coming off the scales and need the sales

Pack a zip and ship it in the mail like report cards

And they said we wasn't gon' go far, yeah right

[Outro]

But they gon' love you when you gone nigga, right?