Pandemic E

Yo. Yeah. Yeah. Paper Planes, you don't know Me. Give you that raw street shit. Uh. Hot shit. Yo. Yo. Yeah. Uh. Uh. Pandemic turning rappers broke, but does That mean Shit got me thinking 'bout throwing away My rap dreams? I've been hitting licks all lockdown, Fuck a rap stream I know what dope needles Do, fuck a vaccine This how you sound when You grew around crack fiends And them dirty niggas, So it's hard to keep your mash clean Check My rap sheet, boy, I'm from the back streets I see death around the corner, it ain't that Deep 'Cause all my life niggas been tryna whack Me But I'm still standing Gang times are live, On the low, I'm still banging They love these Drill rappers 'til a real drill happens Gotta Separate the gangsters from the real rappers You Don't understand Niggas paying forty quid for a Thousand of grams Plus five bands to get a Hammer in their hands This street shit a scam Internet got these fans tryna join gangs 'til they End up in that jam No beats, but you're Gonna hear that still bang For many years, Can't you see I'm going very clear? AP blowing smoke, playing debonair Baddie walking 'round barefoot and messy hair All got on is My T-shirt and underwear Brown skin, Light skin, I ain't ever cared I got feelings For these womens I could never share All these Frees and RIPs starting to get to me My Nigga held a headshot, that was the death of Me I got lifers locked they still textin' me They doin' thirty years, but they sound blessed to Me Yeah, lost some real niggas that would step For me Still got hitters to the right and The left of me Streets got the best of Me, giving you the rest of me Most these M's got respect for me, respectfully Yeah, Labels need to write a check for me I'm One of realest in this shit, most definitely Squad Full of killers, allegedly, we got a cemetery Thought he was tough, so we put him where He's meant to be I'm tryna see my enemies Pour a Hennessey I know these I know streets, These streets, they be they fucking be fucking with Me with mentally. me mentally Gotta Gotta make it Make out, it out, same same time it's time Like it's I like never I never leave. left And I got issues with my trust like NSG. Niggas funnier than Gary V. They bad boys in the booth, but in real Life they very sweet. There was times we was getting it for very Cheap. And it was raw like I got it From the Megadees. You in the trap, you get what I mean. I got blood in my eyes, gotta get 'em Clean. Can you blame me for the shit I've Seen? It was shootouts at seventeen with Glock Seventeen's. Hawking up on niggas, ain't no need to Get a beam. Forgive me for my sins, but I can't forget the deen. Married to the game, but it's time I get A queen. Yeah, Inshallah, Ameen. Please make du'a for me, akhi, I don't do Pali pali. 'Cause niggas too flashy, Way too snappy. Too Instagram-y, I ain't chatting with these Fatties. I never wore a bally and slacked off In slally. So, cracking an ally to a cat Named Sally. I'm a bull, no Sammy, Always keep your mouth shut. Number one rule, never go against the family. Last nigga told, he got turned into Cali, Uh. He got smoked, nigga. Yeah. No joke, nigga. Yeah. We the real niggas, man. I'm losing hope, nigga. It's all stand down.