Never Imagined 作曲 : Durk Banks Banger Too many bracelets to sprain a nigga wrist Comin' from the gutter, never imagined livin' like this Five-thousand shots when I'm at the Pow-Wow with the click, yeah She gotta be bossed up in order to be my bitch, yeah (DJ on the beat so it's a banger) It ain't a coincidence these shooters ready to go on stains He done told you trust from us, fentanyl got him out his brain Throw him in the water, get them sharks on like a big ol' snake Came off the quarter with some gangstеrs, took this shit to state Shooter has his mask off, peoplе was thinkin' 'bout it Gotta keep it one-thousand, tryna clear the bank out Been in them trenches holdin' switches like an auntie Spent half a ticket on it and it was anti I put lil' demon on that hit, he gon' go brazy Won't even cost a vehicle to get you this mutilated They caught him in the cut and switched him up and hit his lady We gon' kill the shooter when he come back if he hit the baby Couldn't make the store, he wanted that coke, now shit gettin' slimed out One mill' a show, it's on the floor, these niggas dyin' now I'm takin' G6 to feel like I'm on Saturn I could've at least did what I cashed out like a scammer From the bottom to the top, made it do what it's supposed to do I came up dirty, now my check write, my money blue I used to sell it to these junkies, now some time I use Cost a lot of mon-yun, get you don-yun, knocked out your shoes I'ma catch the flu from solitary (I swear) It ain't no sleepin' when you legendary (Pluto) My main bitch come secondary (Freebandz) Too many bracelets sprain a nigga wrist Comin' from the gutter, never imagined livin' like this Five-thousand shots when I'm at the Pow-Wow with the click, yeah She gotta be bossed up in order to be my bitch, yeah Them hoes gotta get my mom involved for me to reason I put my brother before the nation, they sayin' I'm treason I **** with her energy spiritually, she be keepin' her Bs on I done gave him a gun while he on the run, buddy a street one Next day out the streets they learn, right here for you, play D1 Why you go on the 'Gram bashin' my name knowin' that the streets warm? Told a young nigga when he catch another body, told him to keep goin' Got shot in his neck, they pronounced him dead, brodie breathed strong You can be my backbone in rare form, I still reject you Get back, you a real neighborhood hero, they'll still neglect you I gave the streets more than my own kids, that disrespectful You can't dig this deep in the trenches, you gon' need a shovel I don't want anymore [?] caps, medical Data connected with Apple, federal He gave me some pills and a napkin Everything happened is tragic You that mad? Get him in traffic Get his address, to say you around Took a plea deal, gave him eleven He kept his peace, so it's Only The Family Too many bracelets to sprain a nigga wrist Comin' from the gutter, never imagined livin' like this Five-thousand shots when I'm at the Pow-Wow with the click, yeah She gotta be bossed up in order to be my bitch, yeah Too many bracelets to sprain a nigga wrist Comin' from the gutter, you can't imagine livin' like this Five-thousand shots when I'm at Pow-Wow with my click, yeah She gotta get dogged out in order to be my bitch