Lil' Phat - My Glock Lyrics
[Hook:]I only live fa my mutha*****in glockPut all the trust that I got up in these 17 shotsWhen I'm a die they got me feelin like I'm pacI am feelin this rap shit I gotta get back to the blockI only live fa my mutha*****in glockPut all the trust that I got up in these 17 shotsWhen I'm a die they got me feelin like I'm pacI am feelin this rap shit I gotta get back to the block[Verse 1:]Mama, I miss you, wish I was still stayin with yaBut it *****ed me up when they had killed my own lil thug nigga12 smokin blunts with em, smokin humps with emMissin the *****in feelin I'm wishin I kulda talked with himStarted hollin "***** life" when I BenI lost Ace, who else don't wanna lose penSwitched teams, switched places, switched sonsNow me and junior on them tabs and we hollin dumAnd Big Larry been my brother to the endSo much shit up in the wind I'm hollin *****, not again1st nigga in the south, that I jack withIn the bottom with Lil Nick hollin "we ratchet"Tryin on that purp shit, I don't ***** with dirt shitCause niggas wanna murk me Cause I got the rawest verses***** a vest, who next? nigga we bout goonsBack on that X with text Cause we just lost Coon[Hook:]I only live fa my mutha*****in glockPut all the trust that I got up in these 17 shotsWhen I'm a die they got me feelin like I'm pacI am feelin this rap shit I gotta get back to the blockI only live fa my mutha*****in glockPut all the trust that I got up in these 17 shotsWhen I'm a die they got me feelin like I'm pacI am feelin this rap shit I gotta get back to the block[Verse 2:]Now this rap shit, it got me with a headacheBut ion say nun, I just head shakeMy phone rang, it say I got another babyI'm a sue the ***** out Trojan tryna play me like I'm crazy? tryna turn me to a coffinI'm shootin mutha*****as, tell yo boss that won't no boss shitYou stupid mutha*****as put shit in my mama headAnd you got her shakin and tossin in the bedAnd these past weeks I ain't been gettin sleepI can't leave this ***** right now gotta be a brother to UniqueAnd she just like me, she like Jordans on her feetSo we play with ha, acosha, tell yo mammy rest in peaceThat's my big homie, that's mi nigga, no legs he still stressinSo when I ride with hm got both of my Smith & WessonsRest in peace Nick Sterling real goon a creepinRemember wakin up, stone bars for reason[Hook:]I only live fa my mutha*****in glockPut all the trust that I got up in these 17 shotsWhen I'm a die they got me feelin like I'm pacI am feelin this rap shit I gotta get back to the blockI only live fa my mutha*****in glockPut all the trust that I got up in these 17 shotsWhen I'm a die they got me feelin like I'm pacI am feelin this rap shit I gotta get back to the block
