Bando Going beast mode shoot a bitch then reload yeah yeah fucking yeahyeah pussy yeah yeah we going find out times out yah yah Mmmmm-Hmmm-mmm-mhmm I’m done talking. I’m really done with all the conversation Mutha fuckaz be talking out they God damn ass lying about lying type of motherfuckers today is the day you going to learn 223 rounds coming out the AK burn Mutha fuckaz Mutha fucka You thought it was Ayy, bitch, say "bitch," not today Bitch, I ain't finna play, get the fuck out my way You got an issue? Well, I got the solution Russian steel, 47, a street revolution Today’s the day that I come and collect Since you forgot how to show me respect Hit you, split you, leave you leaking in the rain I’m a cold-hearted monster, I don't feel no pain. Let me see you—let me see you try to run When the moonlight hits the barrel of the gun Hating on me, yeah, that’s all you ever did Playing gangster since a toddler, just a little kid You a puppet, you a joke, you a glitch in the system I got brothers in the dirt, and I’m starting to miss 'em So don't act like you’re down, don't act like you're kin 'Cause the moment that you trip is when the torture begin. (Ba-Ba-Bando Mutha fucka Mutha fucka) I’m tired of the acting, tired of the lies I can see the fake love reflecting in your eyes Tired of the "bro," tired of the "fam" Now you're seeing who I really, truly am. Tired of it all! (Bust it!) Tired of these bitches acting like they stand on ten toes But I’m the one moving, the only one who knows How it feel to be alone in a room full of snakes One wrong move and the whole foundation shakes. I’m tired, I’m tired, reloaded the page A beast in the wild, just stepped out the cage You think it’s a game? You think this a play? Find out how I move on a cold winter day! Keep it moving, hate the month of February The way I handle business, man, it’s getting scary Whatever you’re doing, it’s clever, it’s neat But clever don't save you when we meet on the street Got the heat under the sweater, got the lead in the drum By the time you hear the thunder, you know that it's come That big old Draco sounding like a storm in the night And dat "gangsta" energy is nowhere in sight. Mutha fucka Put you six feet under, put the pressure on your chest You wanted to test me? Now you can finally rest Tired of losing money over nobody’s name Lent a couple dollars, now you’re playing a game? You ran with the cash, now you're running from me But the street is a mirror, and the vision is free I ain't got time for the fake or the fraud I'm a king in the gutter, I'm a street-level god. Tired of the hating...mutha fuckaz Tired of the waiting... Mutha fuckaz Tired of the patience... Mutha fuckaz Tired of the playing... Mutha fuckaz It's Bando Mutha fuckaz I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired of the noise Mutha fuckaz Treating these killers like they're nothing but toys I'm tired of the hope, tired of these hoes Mutha fucka Tired of the bitch that I used to enjoy. This ain't this, that ain't that, get it straight in your head Automatic black metal, leave the pavement red Tat-tat-tat! Get back! That’s a fact, that’s a truth I’ve been grinding in the shadows since the days of my youth Now I move smooth, dress clean, drip set in the sink Diamond rings on the wrist, make a hater blink One-fifty on the chain, that ain't nothing to me Gave it to my sister just to keep her feeling free. But the cycle never ends, and the vultures always fly I can see the desperation when I look in your eye You’re a shadow of a man, you’re a ghost in the wind And this is where your story ends hating on me hating on me yeah that's all you ever done though I'm tired all these people though all it is they eat what though you going to have to get to see for though you going to come by the people though I'm tired of holding on I'm tired of believing all the lies bro tired of dealing with these people acting like the down with me I'm tired of people to be acting like they know something don't know shit tired of people think they gangster when they really pushes fuck I'm tired of it all tired of this bitches acting like they stand on 10 toes but I stand on to keep it moving like food what you want to do up this thing and I'mma bust your anybody can get it though any means necessary less than scary keep it moving hate the month of February keep it moving what you doing is whatever very clever keep up Loretta turned off up under my sweater you play with me you going to learn you should have done better than better blue at who you think you gangster but I don't think I got them up under the moonlight trying to under put you six feet under pressure you going here that big old mother fucking Draco sound like thunder I ain't got time to I'm just tired of this I'm tired of these fake ass bro I'm tired of all this bullshit tired of losing money over nobody know nothing try to lend that bitch a couple dollars and they go to run it I'm tired of all this hating I'm tired of all this waiting
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