PISTOL
Bun B Lyrics

Pistol grip pump in his palm
He holds a gun tightly in his hand

Fully loaded, he might dump
The gun is ready to be fired, and he may use it

He might slump ya for that slab
He is willing to harm others for their valuable possessions

Candy-coated, he at war, but got peace
Despite being involved in conflicts, he seeks inner peace

Only love, it's the streets
In his neighborhood, love is expressed through survival and loyalty

When you're raised in the jungle, then ya moves like a beast
Growing up in a tough environment makes you tough and resourceful

You know the gun go click pow pow
He is familiar with the sounds of gunshots

Sit down, child
Listen carefully, young one

And let me teach you a lesson
Allow me to impart my wisdom upon you

He who oversees the blessings
The one in control of the good fortunes

Specialize in repossessions
Skilled in taking back what was given or loaned

Be cautious when you use discretion
Be careful when making decisions

'Cause you'll never know
Because you can never predict

If your position ain't near the sun then you'll never grow
Without being in a favorable position, you won't progress

It's hard to get things through your head if it's never combed
Without guidance, it's difficult to understand certain things

My pa-pa used to tell me often I should never loan
My father advised me not to lend anything

A penny to a thief, or a dime to a liar
Don't give anything to someone dishonest

Be careful when you speak, keep in mind that the fire
Be cautious of your words, as they can cause conflict

Usually comes out of the mouth of a dragon
Conflict often arises from those who are aggressive

So when you feel yourself spazzin'
When you feel intense anger or frustration

Just keep in mind that you are the sole supplier
Remember that you are responsible for your actions

Of the heat that those around you feel
You are the cause of the tension or hostility others experience

Tell them folks that hold you down that you won't drown with gills
Assure those who support you that you won't succumb to pressure

If frowns could kill we'd all be dead, how they look at us
If disapproval could harm, we would all be destroyed by judgment

But we'd forever battle while they just come at us with the
We will keep fighting against opposition, while they only provoke us

I hotbox going five knots down a opp block
I smoke marijuana while driving slowly through enemy territory

'Bout to do a carwash on the droptop
Preparing to clean my convertible vehicle

Gone in sixty seconds 'til they pull a potluck
Quickly fleeing the scene until an unplanned event occurs

On the stopwatch
On a timer counting down

First you do the drive-by then do the chop-shop
Engage in an attack and later dispose of stolen items

Gosh, Josh, just a kid who was a hotshot
Josh, a young individual, known for being cocky and talented

Heckler and Koch cocked, it go pow pow
A specific brand of gun is loaded and ready to fire

A robbery got botched and he got got
A robbery went wrong, and he was caught or harmed

They drew down on his whole street like it's hopscotch
They aimed their guns at everyone on his street, just like a game

Like zucchini, there are just some things we can't squash
There are certain problems or conflicts that can't be easily resolved

I got the same information that the cops got
I have access to the same knowledge as the police

Heard when he got shot that a Glock dropped
I heard that when he was shot, a specific type of gun fell

Uh, and it was fully loaded, how you know it
And it was confirmed to have ammunition, how do you know?

'Cause my little broadie asked me could he hold it
Because my friend asked if he could have possession of it

Told him if he tote it I don't know it so we better throw it
I told him that if he carries it, I won't acknowledge it, so we should get rid of it

Cause I had to report it stolen, said this killer had a
Because I had to inform the authorities that it was stolen, claiming a dangerous person had it

Pistol grip pump in his palm
He holds a gun tightly in his hand

Fully loaded, he might dump
The gun is ready to be fired, and he may use it

He might slump ya for that slab
He is willing to harm others for their valuable possessions

Candy-coated, he at war, but got peace
Despite being involved in conflicts, he seeks inner peace

Only love, it's the streets
In his neighborhood, love is expressed through survival and loyalty

When you're raised in the jungle, then ya moves like a beast (Cyhi)
Growing up in a tough environment makes you tough and resourceful