Текст OMB Peezy – Treacherous

Seddy Hendrix:
Rippa On The Beat, bitch
I cannot go, all I know go
Ooh, how I boat, I remain go

Ooh, how I boat, I remain go
I cannot go, all I know go
Grippin’ my tool, holdin’ my pay
Goin’ out sad, not in my race
Counting money, counting blessings
Fighting demons, thoughts getting reckless
Not forgiven, I’m just treacherous
My thoughts evil, I’m so treacherous

OMB Peezy:
Look, nine in my jeans, it’s time to go to work
They claimin’ they gon’ get a nigga, gotta kill ’em first
I can’t lose, even got the tool in the church
Higher than God but I’m sober when I’m on alert
Takin’ somethin’ from me, must be a fool, think it’s April First
What you thinkin’? Die over them Franklins, I ain’ talkin’ Kirk
Washing clothes in the bathtub, wearing faded shirts
All these niggas cappin’, y’all just rappin’, y’all ain’t from the dirt
No, gotta cut y’all off, you is not my dawg
Strangers want me to win, family want me to fall
Clutchin’ that pistol, got ’em starin’ at me in the mall
I’ma go back to robbin’ if my back against the wall
My thoughts evil, I’m so treacherous
I love my heater, they say I’m reckless
Must be a set-up, want me to meet without my weapon
I’ma leave a pussy nigga bleedin’ if he test me

Seddy Hendrix:
Ooh, how I boat, I remain go
I cannot go, all I know go
Grippin’ my tool, holdin’ my pay
Goin’ out sad, not in my race
Counting money, counting blessings
Fighting demons, thoughts getting reckless
Not forgiven, I’m just treacherous
My thoughts evil, I’m so treacherous

I had to get it on my own, hold the pain inside
When it was time for beef, no hide, ain’t no time to hide
Got tired of flyin’ niggas high so I ran it up
Lot of niggas they got plucked, lot of niggas stuck
Lot of niggas switch it up but I don’t give a fuck
Reasons why I really never trust, I really never tust
Backwood of fire, roll it, stuff it up, bitch, I’ma stuff it up
I smile to keep from cryin’, hold it up, I gotta hold it up
The decisions that I made, it made ’em mad at me
Stayin’ solid, keep it real, that’s what I gotta be
For my niggas facin’ trial and fightin’ felonies
For the youngins in the streets, ain’t got nowhere to be
Feel it in my voice, you can hear me
All this pain I try to hold but they can’t hold me
All this pain I try to hold but they can’t hold me
I’m thinkin’, treacherous mind, hope I don’t OD

Ooh, how I boat, I remain go
I cannot go, all I know go
Grippin’ my tool, holdin’ my pay
Goin’ out sad, not in my race
Counting money, counting blessings
Fighting demons, thoughts getting reckless
Not forgiven, I’m just treacherous
My thoughts evil, I’m so treacherous