Bello Dead Lyrics

Why'd you get mad

Who

Bello, when I say that

When you say what

You got that weak though dope

That nigga Bello dead

This Cortland Bell

I grew up at the bread

Around Pastor and Uncle Deekie

I'm fucked up in the head

Confused but not misled

Father, I thank you for this bread

And making ways to get ahead

When I talk, niggas listen

Ran it with Odell

Next day he became a Christian

Taught the hood

How to dream big

Do something different

But success brought stress

That shit heavy on my spirit

Yeah

You see the passion in my eyes

I bleed purple and gold

Warrior pride

I'm here to tell the truth

I'm tired of lies

I would've never traded foof for plies

Grew up in realized

You niggas ain't even live

Dirty clothes in the same hoes

You gangstas in disguise

Your favorite rapper

He got four eyes

Passing the eighth ball

He shot that bitch and closed his eyes

Y'all just hoping that some shit go in

But niggas know if they roll with Bell, they gon' win

Bitch, you 9.5

I'm number 10

Bumpy face him like he just hit the gin

I caught that side eye

That spiteful grin

Nigga, I treated you like we was kin

We ain't started losing the kinder till y'all got in

A big bust

Meathead told me y'all niggas would be the death of us

Try to shake the hood back

And mess at Pike Whistled

Keep your third eye on them unspiritual niggas

In the platte

We got caught up in the swarm

Yeah, now that I got that out the way

I really have something to say

In my cast, I'm 3K

Yeah, with a giant heart

Andre

I love y'all

Both of my sibs got masters

Same talent

Different character

Walking into a new chapter

Chas said don't be a bitter rapper

Torie a part of this chapter

Living happily ever after

Tried to change the deal before I changed myself

It wasn't what I thought it was

I upped and left

I wasn't ready

But I was willing

Should've listened more to Ken while he was living

Now I asked The Dale for forgiveness

But I couldn't go out like Zealon or Coach Wilson

It's hard when you cross that line

When you come out the back ranks to the front line

And your smarts take you from your people

Into situations that are unequal

Yeah, this rap shit is my sequel

Yeah, my secret weapon to fight evil

Would you rather be blind or see red

When I get fed, 10% going to the bread

So the basic advice is this will pass

This is part of life

But use this time to do some reflection on your practice

Think about those new ways that we can engage the future moving forward

Spend time with your family

Make the most of your family time

Allow yourself to reestablish the balance as you need to

And most of all, just keep the kids in mind