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no guidance - bigkg lyrics

no guidance lyrics
we ain’t have no guidance
we grew up around violence
10 years old n*gga dead in the street
had to witness my grandmama crying
f*ck a ice cream truck
only thing that we heard on the daily
was police sirens or somebody tires
when they hit the breaks
like got get the guns they sliding
everyday we was up on the same thing
just some young n*ggas itching to gang bang
but see n*ggas ain’t know that’d lead to a road
of a whole lot of problems to maintain
n*ggas always knew they opponents
always knew that the opps on the same page
seen em on wednesday
got em on wednesday
i couldn’t picture a better day n
i’m back to my ways like f*ck it
booted so i wear the shades in public
shootin if i see a n*gga i don’t like
.45 turn a n*gga brain to stuffing
and i been like the main discussion
type to link his lil bae n f*ck her
shoutout lil zay cause a n*gga
ain’t heard of n*gga doing better with his craft
and that’s word to pain and suffering
and i stay in some jewelry now
f*ckin cougars since a juvenile
said f*ck the hooters
ima walk in make a b*tch quit her
job when she see the style
i be really rapping what i’m living bout
y’all barely trapping out a zip of loud
i got married to money
then i started rapping
i still ain’t got half this sh*t figured out
but i keep on applying the pressure
till i’m rich n i can ride in a tesla
reminiscing bout the f*cking trenches
get a n*gga feeling like he finally better
been f*cking with henny that f*ck up my liver
figured that’s better than f*cking with swishers
but nah i’m trippin
i’m finna go spark up a half
in the box with all of my n*ggas
and they say n*ggas better than me
stop it you n*ggas never could be the topic
i was the hottest young n*gga
in somebody else city when i was robbing
just to get a lil bread in my pocket
f*ck the oppies who steady to be watching
if a n*gga think he catching me
i’ll be d*mned i’d rather tweak up in the mazi
i done did it all moved weed pills tabs and the raw
ain’t no questioning loyalty
my n*ggas know when i got it
i’m splitting it with my dogs
4 nickel uh hit him and get him gone
no n*gga put fear in my heart or bones
how you talk like you got it
but pushing them knicks
boy you remind me of charles oakley
trap heavy 5 days of the week
acid kick and now i can’t even sleep
ask a b*tch about me you know she going
she probably a fan of big kg
known to tweak as soon as i hear the beat
really grew up cross street from the leaf
and i don’t consider myself a stepper
see i had to move out n get to the cheese
everybody want to be from my side
they don’t never want beef with my guys
just keep me out the mentions
while i be getting to the chicken
i’m working at popeyes n i know these b*tches be lying
so i just test em tell em look me in my eyes
half the time all the bad b*tches
can’t even text back till they get on some wifi
this sh*t crazy dog
feel like yesterday was hanging with ron
up in the studio just tweaking as young niccas
still waiting on em save me yall
threw a shot a n*gga played it off
n*ggas tripping got my name involved
never beef about a d*mn thing
til the day a n*gga take this chain up off me
n*gga know it ain’t a thing about me soft
i was making bangers out in diggs park
so i’m always thinking
when can i get the gang
n let that b*tch off
.40 gonna turn em to vegetable sauce
talking my sh*t cause i barely could talk
its cbdl4l can’t tell or fail
and that’s why the checc to the heart

- bigkg lyrics

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