John Sossa - Rage (feat. Yoothad) Lyrics

F*ck

Used to settle shit now I cant love a bitch
Huh
Watch my brotha switch i'm on some other shit
Huh
I can't do you wrong just like my brotha did

I got henchmen in the building and they coming in
I just hit this bitch she at my spot but we ain't cuddling
Niggas that be riding on my cock eat a hundred dicks
I walk in the building bitches flock
Want me dead they want my top
But you know I can't be stopped I'm on some other shit
They got brody stuck he in a box wit a hundred sticks

Niggas love to say my name
On the low they f*cking gay
Keep my name up out yo mouth
Before you get hit with this drake
Chop you up like fish filet
Chain you up like you a slave
Saw yo bitch she shaking ass
She just f*cked my bro today
Got this big five on my side
This bitch shoot one two three times
Drop two bands that shit a breeze
She saw my money and turned to a freak

Get high off weed you know ima geek
Pain on my mind you know I cant sleep
I run up a check I run up a bag
Got blood in my eyes so I cant see

Yo lane it changed it changed on me
I heal my pain with Givenchy
Versace
F*ck that shit I focus on who i'm gone be

Stack my money as tall as a tree
Up in a plane and I'm smoking this weed
Touch back down and I pull off in a jeep
She got a wagon that I'm tryna see
Up in the Stu I don't get no sleep
And when I do I get that cheese

Getting the loot I get what I need
I spent that on shoes the color was green
She hop in the coop I f*ck on yo boo
And then I pull off you know ima speed

A knife on the boot yo head at my feet
I'm looking at you you looking at me
Now let met show you another world that I know fasho that you've never seen

Seen my life now she my wife
Bitch I'm capping I don't think twice
Come into yo crib like a thief in the night
She suck on my dick and I told her don't bite
Bitch you a clown don't speak on the net
I wipe yo nose like an army vet
Say my name death gone see you
Now yo baby momma grieving

Seen me in the flesh now that pussy he ain't speaking
I just wanted neck I had seen her for a weekend

He be off the jimmys tweakin geekin I cant see him
Call up my lil brotha getting even do no speaking

Think somethings up with me
Trigga finger itch to bust a geek
My demons come with me
Come for you they haunt you when you sleep
My shooters cut for me
Catch you in the street then make you bleed

Hollows make a nigga bleed
223s make a nigga bleed
F*ck with me and you gone see
You shouldn't have f*cking f*cked with me
Came from the trenches ain't no talking
When I see y'all y'all get to dropping
Sossa hit you up for free
Then pass the gun to leaky leak
Stomp a nigga on the concrete
Got some blood on my Givenchy's

He look up but he cant see
Took yo bitch she f*ck with me
With the gang we f*cking glee
He gone pass the hoe to me
Seen a vision you cant see
Fill my pockets up with green