Mafioso

[Intro] Damn, It's a movie It's a fucking movie He ain't even know it He ain't even know it Tired of being fucking humble with niggas man, shit [Verse 1] Trel had his mind made up, he had to get it Smoking days away to the face, momma say he trippin But Trel said he gotta believe it, them fingers itchin' Sent a text to Johnny like "Homie, I got a mission" Meanwhile, his best friend Johnny was going broke Had the pack game on lock, now he losing he selling soap That wifey she getting poked, can't pay for that bitch no more He instantly hit em back like "Bro, I'm ready lets go" See that nigga Trel he tell em like "Bro, we gotta hit a lick" "But I ain't talking petty shit, I'm talking hella benjamins" "You see I thought it out, steal a whip and we can chop the shit" "Take the cash, copping white molly even Vicodin" "styfiling, take over the hood like the Vikings did" "Money going boomerang her back left button right foot in" "We can be them niggas, all them bitches we'll be piping them" "You down or what nigga? I already know what time it is" Johnny tell em " Fuckin' right, them broke days they die tonight" They shook hands, got a light, and got higher than 100 kites Vowed to each other that they gon be partners in this life Never cross each other, never let a bitch control em right? Good, they do the job, split the money from the top Never went they separate ways they put they money in a pot Bought a spot, found a bunch of motherfucking drugs to cop Ain't nobody fucking with them, guess they got the hood on lock [Verse 2] Hey, I guess them niggas on the come up The local niggas watchin' can't wait for them to slip up Stick up, but Trel and Johnny never lackin' mister Shit is not swisher, them niggas stay clipped up Them niggas tryna to set em up Been watching all they moves for months Plotting with the schemes, now they thing that it's the time to bust See Trel and Johnny fucking up, tension bout a goofy slut They broke that golden rule and now these niggas don't know who to trust Plus, they know Trel got a hot-head Just caught a body last week, tweakin' on a crack head For 12 bucks, petty stuff, anyway, they caught em up Shot his bimmer up, while the niggas on his re-up Then took the cash, left em' struck, but Trel he ain't falling bruh Then made it to that hospital, now you know who they was calling up Yup, but Johnny see he loving on that goofy slut Seen Trel number, ignored, to get that last nut Damn, see now that nigga Trel mind racing Victim of his own thoughts, assuming hella raising Visitor, who could this be? A neighborhood, kid sent the answer out of Trel told him Johnny hella did him in Told him he was lurking, saw Johnny leave with bloody hands Told him that he figured Johnnies plan was to be the man Take the fans, Trel mind fucked up he don't understand Why this nigga trippin? Why this nigga can't share this land? Why? Why my nigga gotta flip sides? The money right, the bitches fine But, I just wanna know why Guess I gotta get em' before he leave me with my eyes wide My own brother, suck it up, no times for eyes crying Strapping up, catch the nigga slippin' at his Ma house Put two slugs in his mug, left blood on his Ma blouse Better him than me, yeah it hurts but it's done now Wait, here come the law, fuck, guess that this the time to bounce High speed chase, race down lake shore I'm speeding up they speeding up, think boy the time yours That jail shit is dead, if they take me going down losing Drunk as hell, and crashed into a stupid motherfucker cruising But it ain't over I'm hopping out this whip shooting Done been to jail before, and going back just ain't the movement Caught two cops in the top, then caught one dropped the toolie Before I knew it, guns was moving I was hella losing Goddamn I'm hella losing, swear this life a movie I hope you stupid motherfuckers live to see this movie I know my time is up Lord please give mercy to me Chose this music had to dance Lord, from yours truly