Bando Black - Pstd (Freestyle) Lyrics

It's f*cked up everyday I gotta tote my pole
But it's a jungle out here gotta protect my life
RIP Pop Smoke you know the woo keep going
As long as the wooo's living u gone still have life
Baby welcome to the party

Nowadays u gotta tote it
Niggas be envious jealous of you
Plotting slowly
The worst ones they act like they love you
But they really hate
Don't even got no reason they just f*ckin hate you
But I guess it's life
Love you in your face
But in ur back they put a knife
But they real niggas
It don't make u a real nigga cause u killed niggas
But off that
R.I.P Pop
These haters couldn't stand to see u Shittin at da top
You put on for this Brooklyn shit
Got the whole world throwing up ur woo in shit
Even though we started it you really moved that shit
That's why I always tote the duffle don't mind using
Cause if they catch u lacking they won't hesitate the use it
I rather be in jail in da box then dead in a box
But I'm not tryin visit ether one I'm just saying
Yea the streets cold
But my heart colder
All these wars I been threw made me a shoulder
50 cal gone feel like a hit u with a bolder
I was 8 in da brib listing to hova
I was 12 all the niggas I chilled with was older
Already caught a hit by then
Shit we was really sliding
Spin three times da same day
Now the oops really hiding
F*cked his bitch
She sent the text of the pussy cryin
Nigga on Facebook acting like I'm Lien
Bando a gorilla mixed with a Leon
F*ck a scuffle talk aggressive and these shots firing
I was 15 taking outta town
Franklin Ave showed me how easy a pound flip
So I got a pound
You wanna really get some money
Gotta take some wrist
F*ck sitting in ya hood
Go and take a flight
Was good in da afternoon
But I could die tonight
Move cautious
Devil on my shoulder
I been tryna get em off it