BFK
Freddie Gibbs Lyrics

East side niggas stay bout it
People from the east side are always ready for anything

West side niggas stay bout it
People from the west side are always ready for anything

North side niggas stay bout it
People from the north side are always ready for anything

South side niggas stay bout it bout it
People from the south side are always ready for anything

G.I. niggas stay bout it
People from Gary, Indiana are always ready for anything

Take a nigga life don't doubt it
Can kill someone without hesitation

Church and the liquor store crowded
The church and liquor store are always busy, which can represent the rough neighborhood

911 is a joke don't dial it
The police won't help and calling them is useless

We ain't really tripping when the money stay piling
Money solves a lot of problems and they don't worry when it keeps coming

Money comin' slow then mothafuckas get violent
If money doesn't come in fast enough, violence can happen

I just want a crib and a coupe low mileage
Has simple materialistic goals such as a house and car

Blowing on some dope with a yellow bone stallion
Smoking weed with an attractive woman

So high, and niggas wanna know why I ride
People wonder why he carries a gun

With semi automatic by my side
Carries a semi-automatic gun for protection

Cause I got niggas comin at my head
People are trying to harm him

But I won't let them bitches stop my bread
But he won't let them harm his money

A mothafucka wanna short my dough
Someone is trying to cheat him out of money

I hit him twice with the black fo-fo
He would shoot them twice with his gun

The witness, courtroom no-show
The witnesses won't testify in court

And what a nigga don't know, won't go
People won't do anything related to him if they don't know anything about it

'Dro, hoes and the dope game made me
He was influenced by drugs and women and that's how he came to be

On the front page magazine, no label
He is famous and on magazine covers but doesn't have a label

Industry don't want him cause the nigga's too gangsta
The music industry doesn't want him because he is too violent

Probably never heard him on ya radio station
People haven't heard his music on the radio

Way too thug for these mothafuckin' rappers
He is too tough for most rappers

Rap way better than ya neighborhood trapper
He raps better than most local drug dealers

Man came down on the uppity bitch
He put a woman in her place

I be fuckin' the bitch, let my niggas smash right after
He sleeps with the woman and lets his friends sleep with her afterward

Dope in the kitchen gotta get it stretchin' n whippin'
He has to cook and stretch the drugs to sell more

Know some niggas that slippin, we can hit a lick if you with it
He knows some people who are vulnerable and they can rob them if they want

Then I ship and deliver, I ain't took a trip in a minute
He sends the drugs through delivery and hasn't had to make a trip in a while

Now I'm in the position, I can give it to my lieutenant
He doesn't have to do everything himself and can assign tasks to someone he trusts

Need a mothafucka robbed, I'm the nigga for the job
He is willing to rob someone if needed

Peace to the Slammin' and the 5-Trey Mob
Shoutout to his friends who are in the gang

What you know about that life in the mask
People don't know what it's like to hide their identity when committing crimes

Them Gary, Indiana niggas gift wrap ya casket, how ya love that?
People from Gary, Indiana are so violent that they can wrap your dead body like a present

Yea, I ain't got time for these bitches
He doesn't have time for anyone who isn't helping him make money

Ain't gotta dime for these bitches
He won't give money to anyone who isn't essential

Breakin' it down for 3 bitches
He has to divide his drugs and money for three women

Duffle stuffed with 3 6's
He has a duffle bag full of drugs worth $666

Heat under the pillow, I sleep wit' my Mrs
He sleeps with his gun under the pillow next to his wife

And I'm havin' dreams that's bigger than 6 digits
He has dreams of making more than $1,000,000

Niggas where I rest possessed to whip chickens
People in his area are obsessed with cooking crack cocaine

Livin' on ya dick til ya hit the next shipment
People only want to be around him until he gets his next supply of drugs

So high, and niggas wanna know why I, ride
People wonder why he carries a gun

With semi automatic by my, side
Carries a semi-automatic gun for protection

I need a nigga that's fosho gon' bust
He needs someone who is willing to shoot if needed

And really I'm the only nigga I, trust
He trusts only himself

And really I'm the only nigga that, cold
He is the only one who is good at what he does

New shoes, Cadillac on vogues
Has nice shoes and a Cadillac with white-walled tires

Shine for the dimes and the rat, hoes
He attracts both attractive women and less desirable ones with his money

Check a pack, write a rap, crack, sold
He checks drugs, writes music and sells drugs

And my trunk leave cracks in the pavement
His vehicle has a lot of weight in the back from carrying drugs and causes damage to the street

Chevy only carry heavy weight, Lord save 'em
His Chevy can only carry heavy drugs, he asks for God's protection

Just another victim of the game, can you blame 'em
He feels like he is a victim of the environment he grew up in and asks if people blame him for being violent

And he stay paid, can't a lame nigga fade 'em
He makes money and no one can stop him

And most of you niggas in the rap game dick blowers
Most rappers only care about money and fame, and do anything to get it

But at the end of the day they don't get shit for it
They won't be fulfilled with money and fame

But me and mine's gotta eat, so I'm beatin' up the street
He has to make money by selling drugs

Dinner time, man, I gotta hit a lick for it
He has to rob someone to have enough money for dinner

Send 'em to God, tryna rob the godfather
He kills anyone who tries to rob him

And if you scared of catchin' a murder then why bother
If someone is afraid of getting killed while robbing him, they shouldn't even try

I'm peelin' off a knock for pots of hot water
He breaks into a house for a big reward and more drugs

Niggas wrote me off and it made me grind harder
People gave up on him so he worked harder to succeed

Peace to the East, nigga peace to the chief
Shoutout to the people from the east and their leader

Got a slug for the judge, bringin' heat for police
He hates authority figures and is willing to harm them if needed

And a book full of sins that I reap when I sleep
He has done a lot of bad things and feels guilty about it

Then I wake up and I put em on a beat, how you love that?
He turns his negative experiences into music and gets famous for it