Gehazi Lyrics

Ayyyyy

Fuck ya love

Fuck you niggas and you bitches

you ain't show me nun

I was out here in the trenches tryna catch a buck

I ain't have a dime Punch had to help me stunt

All I know was rhyme trappin for a healthy lunch

I give credit where it's due but to you it's fuck ya

You can even have a pool but I still won't puncture

Bitches dummies wit some brain and a heavy dump truck

If you lookin' for a handout well good luck

I was out here payin' dues that shit had me stuck

Needed glue not the flu but these folks be sickening

Whole team know this shit wasn't always glistening

Prayin' for a save hope that God always listenin

Who would I be if I ain't have a couple dents

I might pass on the pass around cause I'm a prince

But now I'm a king

I call all the picks

Never been a trick just a gentleman

O way so militant

We start and finish shit

My soul don't know no quits

Don't let em stop the legwork they try to make you sit

This shit all politics I'm here to hit the big lick

Fuck ya love

Fuck you niggas and you bitches

you ain't show me nun

I was out here in the trenches tryna catch a buck

I ain't have a dime Punch had to help me stunt

All I know was rhyme trappin for a healthy lunch

I give credit where it's due but to you it's fuck ya

You can even have a pool but I still won't puncture

Bitches dummies wit some brain and a heavy dump truck

If you lookin' for a handout well good luck

Why you act like you was here when you wasn't

All I had was my tears for the plummet

Knockout punches I came from nothin

Thuggin' and runnin'

Streets movin' bags in the country

Hard shit no honey' dark clouds no sunny

No big homies phonks turned phony

Long nights was lonely can you come over

No text back thought my jack was out of whack

I came back so hard when they was packin' up they bags

I'll never fall off I always keep a jet pack

I'm in a lit loft next to God

with new bags and new tasks

Fuck ya love

Fuck you niggas and you bitches

you ain't show me nun

I was out here in the trenches tryna catch a buck

I ain't have a dime Punch had to help me stunt

All I know was rhyme trappin for a healthy lunch

I give credit where it's due but to you it's fuck ya

You can even have a pool but I still won't puncture

Bitches dummies wit some brain and a heavy dump truck

If you lookin' for a handout well good luck