Velly Vellz - On The Radar Freestyle Pt.2
[Intro]
Grrah
It's Spazz, lil' bitch
Grrah, grrah ()
Grrah, grrah
It's Spazz, lil' bitch
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, look
[Chorus]
Niggas don't bleed how I bleed
Niggas ain't never on nothin'
Life give me lemons, I got me a squeeze
Heard that your brother got hit up
I'm with the killer, sippin' on lean
Never the man in the middle
You want a bowl? Come get it from me
You could get it from me, nigga
But you know that it's nothin' for free, nigga, like
Can't wait 'til I see niggas
I ain't never been less than a G nigga, like
When I pull down this ski, nigga
Then I promise you don't wanna be with 'em, like
Bro tryna bleed niggas
I ain't smokin' on 'em 'less my 3 hit 'em, like (Grrah)
[Verse 1]
Hoodie down, it's the season for killers
Better stay with your heat through the winter
Got some niggas who'll run in your house
Tie you up, then they eatin' your dinner
Look, bitch, I post up where they fuck with that rock
And it look like a scene outta "Thriller"
Just let me know what the bluffin' about
'Cause I know that your bro ain't no killer
Fuck the judge, free the gang
Shit not the same, got me goin' insane
Niggas jackin' 300 for clout
Boy, you know you ain't never take risk with the gang, like
If he don't got a hit, then you know that that nigga can't hang
And ain't none of these niggas my opps, but I do see a couple of stains
Know they say it's gon' pour when it rain
Nigga, we got umbrellas for days
Up the Hill, niggas mad 'cause they losin' the war
Better go get y'all head in the game
Velly Osama and Milly Hussein
Tryna turn a fuck boy to a strain
Niggas better not play with my name
I done blew every chop, never been in a range
I ain't switchin' for fame
Niggas thinkin' they hot 'til that temperature change, look
Man, this shit not the same, I lost my brother, it fill me with rage
Long live the guys, I remember them days
Bring 'em back now, I'll give up this fame
Rest up, lil' Berry, I'll ball on your name
Said you smokin' on bro, it's like callin' your grave
Nigga stupid, he thinkin' he brave
I'm like, "Fuck it, they fallin' the same"
And them—, always hate when we come to the block
'Cause they know that we got it on flame
If you know you a bitch, better stay off my dick
And you better just stay in your lane
When you speakin' on Dixce, better talk with respect
You get shots speak on brodie in vain
[Chorus]
Look, niggas don't bleed how I bleed
Niggas ain't never on nothin'
Life gave me lemons, I got me a squeeze
Heard that your brother got hit up
I'm with the killer, sippin' on lean
Never the man in the middle
You want a bowl? Come get it from me
You could get it from me, nigga
But you know that it's nothin' for free, nigga, like
Can't wait 'til I see niggas—
Never been less than a G nigga, like
When I pull down this ski, nigga
Then I promise you won't wanna—
Bro tryna bleed niggas
I ain't smokin' on 'em 'less my 3 hit 'em, like (Grrah)
[Verse 2]
One up top, it ain't never on safety
I'll be damned if I'm lettin' 'em take me
Fuck 12, they know not to chase me
With his bitch, now I'm spinnin' with Stacy
.38, ain't no way they could trace me
I been lookin' for Officer Bracy
Pop a Perc', now a nigga feel lazy
Somethin' tellin' me do somethin' crazy
I be buggin', they know I'm a hothead
It's a whole lotta niggas I flocked at, look
I talk my shit 'cause I got that, look
It ain't a Glock, he ain't cop that, look
Niggas be actin' like niggas be demons
'Til them lil' niggas get shot dead
Gotta keep one in the head
Know some niggas that'd still'll be here if they copped that
These niggas know I'm a hothead
.38 won't jam, can't stop that
Smokin' that boy that got shot dead
Niggas shooters, but they never flocked back
Tell 'em niggas to get off my dick
'Cause them niggas ain't takin' no risk
Gotta stay with that pole on my hip
I'll be damned if I go out like—
[Chorus]
Niggas don't bleed how I bleed
Niggas ain't never on nothin'
Life gave me lemons, I got me a squeeze
Heard that your brother got hit up
I'm with the killer, sippin' on lean
Never the man in the middle
You want a bowl? Come get it from me
You could get it from me, nigga
But you know that it's nothin' for free, nigga, like
Can't wait 'til I—
Never been less than a G nigga, like
When I pull down this—
Then I promise you won't wanna—
Bro tryna bleed niggas
I ain't smokin' on 'em 'less my 3 hit 'em, like (Grrah)
[Intro]
[Chorus]
I'm too real for a lot of this shit
Had enough of that sucker shit, can't be around that
Ain't no love in this shit
Gave my all to the streets and that shit never gave me a dime back
If we brothers, then we should be winnin' together
This shit shouldn't feel like a contest
Niggas dyin', I wonder if I'm next
Keep a pole, I ain't ready to die yet
Niggas act like they down for the ride
When it's time to go slide, they don't pick up the .9 next
All these niggas be fake, when that shit start to show, it be hard for a nigga to digest
And I know I signed up for the streets
But I really wish sometime I ain't sign that
I just pray 38 get that time back
Niggas dyin', I wonder if I'm next, look
[Verse]
Put my all in this shit
I'ma get somethin' back, give a fuck if it's blood
Niggas kept showin' me they wasn't with me while I was consistently showin' them love
I gave my last to a nigga
I really thought he was my brother, my homie, my thug
Got in a jam and he showed me what's up
Found out that he wanted none of the above
How you gon' switch? You was really my brother
Found out that you was a whole undercover
I gotta go with my gut
I be knowin' what's up, but this shit only makin' me better
I swear I seen the red flags in these niggas
But I thought that we could just get it together
I thought that we would we better together
Show me the truth, better later than never
I blame myself for a lot of this shit
I should've been put a stop to this shit
I think these niggas be really forgettin' who really put on, who the top of this shit
Long live the guys, really wish y'all was here
'Cause I really wouldn't go through a lot of this shit
I went and tatted y'all names on my body, so everyone know I'ma die for this shit
[Chorus]
I'm too real for a lot of this shit
Had enough of that sucker shit, can't be around that
Ain't no love in this shit
Gave my all to the streets and that shit never gave me a dime back
If we brothers, then we should be winnin' together
This shit shouldn't feel like a contest
Niggas dyin', I wonder if I'm next
Keep a pole, I ain't ready to die yet
Niggas act like they down for the ride
When it's time to go slide, they don't pick up the 9 next
All these niggas be fake, when that shit start to show, it be hard for a nigga to digest
And I know I signed up for the streets
But I really wish sometime I ain't sign that
I just pray 38 get that time back
Niggas dyin', I wonder if I'm next, look
Niggas dyin', I wonder if I'm next, look
[Outro]
I told AI that we gon' see better days
To the money, myself, I'ma dedicate
I ain't finna keep givin' my breath away
Niggas ain't on my time, I'ma separate
And I think that it's time that I set it straight
I'ma blow by myself
I ain't never need help, so I don't give a fuck if you feel a way
Anytime I end up in a cell, I be there by myself, I don't need niggas anyway
I swear most of these niggas just in the way
Got a clip full of hollows, you feel a way
So my gun stay hot like the end of May
Niggas doin' this shit to look good on the net
I be tryna make sure that I get away
And these niggas can say what they want
But on bro, they know—, nigga—, I'm throwin' like Tampa Bay
I just pray that my 9 never jam up
Tell 'em free all the guys out the slammer
And Milly was there
They gave bro all that time for that shit, he was only a tear up
When the judge say you gotta do two hundred months, I bet the toughest nigga tear up
And if that nigga told on the gang, then I bet you you won't see that fuck nigga near us, grrah
Damn, sheesh, sheesh
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