Song Lyrics

Scram, eh (Scram Jones)

Tony Soprano juice
Hit 'em, play the block and shot up the canvas too
Repping for my niggas gone, that's what Phantoms do
Get you dead at 25, yeah, that's what cannons do
All my niggas animals, got them hood-rats in them cheetah prints
I ain't even fucking her, she just get that heater in
Thinking 'bout the Aston Martin, I can play Anita in
Couple niggas doing life, I ain't gon' see again

Couple niggas owe money, somebody gotta bleed again
Styles don't even write his shit, I pray that I don't see the pen (I pray)
Selling crack out the same crib that we was sleeping in (same crib)
Dead broke, robbed the DJ 'fore we get the speakers in (c'mere)
Chain like Dasani, my pistol match the Armani
Tryna stay cool like Ghandi, my schemes be Ponzi
Same nigga had Christina Milian at Hajees (true story)
Cook you niggas over a grill, this shit Hibachi

For all of the homies that been locked up (locked up)
For all of the work that been chopped up (chopped up)
Cop you designer and stay shopped up up (shopped up)
Luxury V, stay dropped up (dropped up)
For all of the homies that been locked up (locked up)
For all of the work that been chopped up (chopped up)
Cop you designer and stay shopped up up (shopped up)
Luxury V, we stay dropped up (dropped up)

Couple homies going to jail
Me and East in Philipes, if you say we going to Chow
I let the shit ring, my nigga throw in the towel
Throw weed in the pipe before I'm going to Tao
I'm not wise enough, have never known a L
But I'm smart enough to stay low, always go on the prowl
This some grimey shit, I'm never going to trial
Shoot it out with the law, you know I'm going in style

You've been broke for a minute, ain't got no dough in a while
No soda but I've seen fiends leave with coke and a smile
Phillipe closed, f*ck it, I make 'em open uptown
In love with the 'Rari but honestly the Rover my style (Range)
Violatin', think it's funny, watch how it go when you smile
Lost a lot of homies so my momma just hope that I smile
Purple tops, get familiar, I seen that coke in a vial
If I was hauling before, you know I'm hauling it now

For all of the homies that been locked up (locked up)
For all of the work that been chopped up (chopped up)
Cop you designer and stay shopped up up (shopped up)
Luxury V, stay dropped up (dropped up)
For all of the homies that been locked up (locked up)
For all of the work that been chopped up (chopped up)
Cop you designer and stay shopped up up (shopped up)
Luxury V, we stay dropped up (dropped up)

If you don't like me, you don't like me, it's more than enough shots for you
Smack a nigga, he gon' post it or call the cops on you
You don't know paranoia, until somebody got the drop on you
Case don't get dismissed, I know some niggas that shot lawyers
And the DA too, come to the credit, ask the plug, I was pre-approved
Real niggas see the mood
Got the strap say you gon' clap, gotta see it through
Live by my word, that's my word, how G are you?

For all of the homies that been locked up (locked up)
For all of the work that been chopped up (chopped up)
Cop you designer and stay shopped up up (shopped up)
Luxury V, stay dropped up (dropped up)
For all of the homies that been locked up (locked up)
For all of the work that been chopped up (chopped up)
Cop you designer and stay shopped up up (shopped up)
Luxury V, we stay dropped up (dropped up)

David Brewster, David Styles, Marc D. Shemer

The duration of For All My Ni**as is 3:11 minutes and seconds.