Coming Around - Lil Yee, The Jacka, Boo Banga

Mob, yeah

I know they know what this is

Mob, I know you know what this is

L-Finguz

They keep coming around

We keep gunning 'em down

First they didn’t know who I am

But everybody heard of us now

They keep coming around

We keep gunning 'em down

First they didn’t know who I am

But everybody heard of us now

They stay coming around

We stay gunning 'em down

First they didn’t know who I am

But everybody murderers now

They say it’s lonely at the top but it’s a better view

You never ate out of a pot that still had residue

At auntie house, you can’t tell moms everything you do

And everything you seen before, it was never new

I’m never spooked, tell the truth, I ain’t scared to shoot

I’m livin' proof, real nigga, ain’t a point to prove

It’s a bang gang thing, you ain’t in the loop

Ayy, King Jack, this a slap, nigga, just for you

I know, I know, I know you know what this is

I know, I know, I know you know how we live

It’s low on dope, we might just come to your crib

And scope, and scope, it’s how we feedin' our kids

Murder, extortion, bouncin' out of them Porsches

I can rock Balenciagas, I’d rather do the Forces

It’s important, feeding my niggas that’s less fortunate

If you do it to the neck, ain’t gotta worry about 'em pointing, nah

They keep coming around

We keep gunning 'em down

First they didn’t know who I am

But everybody heard of us now

They stay coming around

We stay gunning 'em down

First they didn’t know who I am

But everybody murderers now

Knocked some niggas down but I hope I never killed a child

Monsters, tall, came up hard while the bills is piled up

Landlord mad as fuck, gotta kick us out

11 years old, 'member coke used to keep us down

Cocaine feed us now, dope by my penis now

Strap in my Levis and I just wanna kill that man

Rap so wack nowadays, it’s hard to be a fan

I just hit the trap and blaze no matter where I land

They keep coming around

We keep gunning 'em down

First they didn’t know who I am

But everybody heard of us now

They stay coming around

We stay gunning 'em down

First they didn’t know who I am

But everybody murderers now

You really real if you count a mil' and you still yourself

'Cause if you fake and you in the way, you should kill yourself

Any situation, never put myself first

Bein' great ain’t always great, it’s a gift and a curse

Ridin' out to Cita Son, worse come to worse

Old funk, new chop, three round burst

And I can’t keep these demons inside of me

You looked me dead in my eyes and you lied to me

Now I look at you as a rivalry

Tryna monopolize, you used my game improperly

That knife you stuck in my back wasn’t sharp enough

Bang gang, it’s only killers in the car with us

They keep coming around

We keep gunning 'em down

First they didn’t know who I am

But everybody heard of us now

They stay coming around

We stay gunning 'em down

First they didn’t know who I am

But everybody murderers now