Lawsuit ft. Dahniel Lyrics

The clock is ticking

The baby's kicking

The Glock is itching

The opps're snitching

Your momma's preaching

But you're not listening

Now you gon' do something that'll put you in prison

Your brother's gone

You want revenge

Though he did wrong

They gon' meet their ends

Don't try to twist it

Do not pretend

Your lot are twisted

Broken and bent

This isn't Nerf

You took someone's life

It's a freaking Glock

And a goddamn knife

Raised in the hood and have something to prove

All I can see are the things you could lose

Don't try to twist it 'cause that's not the issue

Okay, I get it, your homeboy done dissed you

That's not enough reason to pick a pistol

The gang's arrived, you can tell by the whistle

Don't get involved, it's a family matter

And I sought vengeance 'cause family matters

Now you gon' have to call the family lawyer

Weren't you ever thinking 'bout your daughter? (Honestly)

We are not friends, family, kinfolk

If you hurt me, you should know what you're in for

Pull up on my block and I'll get the info

I'll spin your block like I've got nothing to kill for (Skrrt! Skrrt!! Skrrt!!!)

Don't stab me in the back

Don't give me a reason to break your back

Loyalty over treason, watch my back

You don't need a reason to watch my back

The cops're coming, it's happening

If y'all tell on me, you're rats to me

Your mother'll scorn you, don't talk 'cause I warned you, you're most likely not gon' live happily

If there'll be carnage, it'd start with me

So don't keep the pistol too far from me

You keep a Glock on you, they can't take it from you, don't say that I'm like you, that's blasphemy

1:44-2:48

The clock is ticking

The baby's kicking

The finger's on the trigger and it's itching

A villain's what they, what they tryna make me

(I ain't never been one)

I pick a Glock to protect all my brothers, you made me

Ride with the gang, now you never gon faze me

Let there carnage, I'm crazy

Used to be good but now look how it made me

Used to be one to praise God but now look how they praise me

2:08

Turning the hood to a dance floor

You are not a gee if I don't see that your pants fall

Used to beat me until I fall, now when I'm coming I be seeing how this boys fall

Tryna take down me but I beat and leave em on fours

(Ayy)

Put an opp on a stretcher

Very next day we be looking at your ledger

I remember the words of my mother, I looked in the mirror and really reflect her

2:25

Don't walk through this path but it's too late

I know every gang, every drug and their vendor

If I tryna leave, I be running from a whole flood

Never gonna stop till they know they got my blood

(Making peace with the lord)

I ain't never wanna do that no more

I ain't never want a shoot out no more

Don't say that I'm like you, that's blasphemy

I'm trying change and put all of this lifestyle behind of me

I know that it might be done for me

So I'm just praying God gives me what he thinks is best for me

The cops're coming, it's happening

If y'all tell on me, you're rats to me

Your mother'll scorn you, don't talk 'cause I warned you, you're most likely not gon' live happily

If there'll be carnage, it'd start with me

So don't keep the pistol too far from me

You keep a Glock on you, they can't take it from you, don't say that I'm like you, that's blasphemy