Wanna Be A G-Dave East/Max B

Word this that new shit nigga Dave East Max Biggavel Fuck you niggas talkin' 'bout nigga Ain't ready for this shit nigga Y'all niggas ain't got this right here Oh oh Lord Oh oh oh oh Lord Oh oh-oh-oh-oh Lord Oh oh oh oh oh Lord Oh Lord Oh oh oh Lord Oh oh oh oh oh Lord Lord Corner of his block that's as far as he could see Fiends in and out the spot it been hard to go to sleep It been hard Shorty wanna be a G Shorty wanna be a G Shorty wanna be a G Uh He ain't seen his pops him and his momma hardly speak The shit that he be goin' through you'll probably never see Oh Shorty caught up in the streets Caught up Shorty wanna be a G He built for the hood when it get dark he still could see He tatted his homies on him 'cause most of them deceased Pourin' out liquor for niggas he'll never see Fuck a book he'll rather catch a jux he never read Shorty wanna be a G he ain't the one you wanna meet Dolo he ain't never deep Shorty wanna be a G Oh oh Shorty wanna be a G Oh oh Corner of his block that's as far as he could see Oh oh oh That's as far as he could see Oh oh lord Alright Couple spots he robbed he ain't never got no job Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Alright Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Alright Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Shorty wanna be a G Oh lord Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Corner of his block that's as far as he could see The man on his block that's all he wanna be He came up on some guap and lost it all in a week Lost Just thinkin' 'bout his homies lost 'em all in the streets My niggas Shorty wanna be a G If it ain't about money don't wanna talk to you for free Where that money at He young but got the heart to be a G He done put in pain they know his name all through the streets They know him He'll probably never change he just wanna be a G Shorty wanna be a G Yeah This shit smooth right here East I'm doin' the unthinkable This shit unprecedented right here You already know Harlem niggas how we do Let's go For the weekend baby tried to charge me a G She like the wave so I got that down to a three All she gotta do is touch and a nigga skeet We rep this Harlem shit me and my nigga East East Biggaveli you's a beast alright Yeah real niggas real music real street Street feds watching out I feel heat Niggas still cheatin' get a head start Chip in get your benefits Niggas is ignorant niggas inconsiderate Niggas be innocent but still go to jail Can't stand the pressure they fuck around they go and tell But I don't shoot shade Step back shoot a fade Marry the streets young she toss up the bouquet Bottle of D'Usse let's crusade Nigga be jelly they hate the Bigga touché Time out on the stove momma out in the cold Chain 300 thou' ridin' out in a Rolls Seats all clean feet all clean In prison I pedal smut beat off king He off Henny he off lean We all stick together we all team Oww Yeah Shout out to all my niggas East what's good Shorty wanna be a G Shorty wanna be a G Corner of his block that's just as far as he could see That's as far as he could see