03 Greedo - Never Bend Lyrics
[Intro]YeahYou lil ***** ass niggas steady speaking up on the lowIf these project walls could talkThey'll be just like 03, you dig?03[Chorus]If these walls could spit bars, all of they songs be this hardIn this game play your cards right or get left to starveMy mama made me a star and I had it too hard***** I came from the tar but I got high againI'm thanking God, could have died in the penYou haven't been 'gainst the odds like I beenYou haven't been where I been, I never fold, never bend[Verse 1]I remember robbin' Pisas every other FridayI remember money house, I'm selling out of mollyI remember in Atlanta talking pounds at FolliesI remember laying down bullets in my bodyIf you know you finna fold then get the ***** from by meIf you ain't finna hold it down then you can't be my crimeyGreedy get the guap and play the game but keep it grimeyI've been shot by who I love and told on by my familyI've been double crossed and bird fedOne time they sucker punched a niggaYeah they knocked me out like Ronda RouseyBlindside you with this bullet if you come around meSeen you at this party, was gon' hit you, you was *****ing outie[Chorus]If these walls could spit bars, all of they songs be this hardIn this game play your cards right or get left to starveMy mama made me a star and I had it too hard***** I came from the tar but I got high againI'm thanking God, could have died in the penYou haven't been 'gainst the odds like I beenYou haven't been where I been, I never fold, never bend[Verse 2]Sim-simmer, who got the keys to the Beamer?Who put that lean in two liters?Dreadlocks like Beanie Man, I'ma red beam youHit your white whip up, you know I'm gon' cream youAct in Lime-A-Rito's, it's no Lime-A-RitaReally sell killos and plugged in with migosMy dog Dark Jack, he stretch just like a regalWe get thumbs up when we ride past your people[Chorus]If these walls could spit bars, all of they songs be this hardIn this game play your cards right or get left to starveMy mama made me a star and I had it too hard***** I came from the tar but I got high againI'm thanking God, could have died in the penYou haven't been 'gainst the odds like I beenYou haven't been where I been, I never fold, never bendIf these walls could spit bars, all of they songs be this hardIn this game play your cards right or get left to starveMy mama made me a star and I had it too hard***** I came from the tar but I got high againI'm thanking God, could have died in the penYou haven't been 'gainst the odds like I beenYou haven't been where I been, I never fold, never bend[Outro]And we do it for Lil Money, yeahLong live Lil Money, ohMoney changes everythingI could never give a ***** a wedding ring, ooh, yeahRest in peace to all my niggasGIP to all my killers, woo
