NEVER GONE
• Written by lilzeezee
nigga you hungry, please grab a bite
My homies lurkin', don't die tonight
I just want to dance wit' you, homie
Just don't move too fast, I'm too crazy
Man down, down the ave and get shaded
Take a nigga mind off that
We can dip, fuck in the whip, slide right back
In the function, one wrong word, start bustin'
Put that on my Yankee hat
I'm a gangsta child, fuck gangsta rap
Where the boys at? Where the niggas? Where the snitches?
Every real girl know the difference
Bandana brown like the dope daddy shootin' in the kitchen
Real Norfside homie, never went to Poly, Wilson or Cabrillo
Cocaine color of a creole
T-scrap movin' for the d-lo, what he know?
Hit the corner, make a dollar flip
And split the dollars wit' my mama children
Folks need Porsches, hoes need abortions
I just need y'all out of my business
Never no problem, playin' no pitches
Never no problem, sprayin' no witnesses
No face, no case, been wit' the shit
Hopped out broad day then emptied clips
Cut class cause it wasn't 'bout cash
School aint no fun, couldn't bring my gun today
Know when change gon' come like Obama would say
But they shootin' everyday 'round my mama and them way
So we put a AK where missy and them stay
And that's for any bitch say she got a problem wit' me
How I'm rollin' where I'm livin', come and follow me
Pistol poppin', molly Street
niggas still here cause of girls like me
Police still scared cause of 13 year old girls like me
In the hood like a dollar sweet tea or a king Burger
You ain't wit' the business, nigga
Who you murdered? You ain't heard of Coldchain
Best thang, smokin' out the city
Ridin' 'round wit' the same boy who fucked keke
Lil' girl should've zig-zagged, didn't get your hands wet
Now these runnin'-Norfside niggas better factcheck
Frontin' wit' the gun talk, I ain't heard a clap yet
All my homies from street, they a nigga best yes
'Cept for Little Halftime, Brody bangin' five blocks
Sorry, I called your homie five times, better grab chalk
Did it, got away with it out the Civic
We trippin', norfside wilmington City, pay a visit
Park Ramona, pop blocked a corner
Givin' hell 'til it's frozen over, I ain't never cried for nothin'