Gillie Fest

[Intro]
('Cause that's embarrassing for me)
(The Lunch Crew Company)
Let's get right, Caasi, y'ello
(I'm so proud of you, Caasi)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
It's Gillie Fest, I'm out in Philly with it
Ghetto fat North Flint baby, not a city nigga
Pulled up with a white thick bitch, they think lil' Iggy with me
Sneak changed a lot, but he still down to kill a nigga
Huh, and I'm a pack runner
I done been backstabbed so much that my back numbin'
Grown-ass men want handouts like they Pack woman
My dog talkin' down on Facebook, he can't come back from it
Did me so dirty
Everybody don't deserve a chance, 'cause they ain't worthy
Block the hurt out, keep my head down and I keep workin'
Blood pressure high, don't give a fuck, I'ma keep syrupin'
PG, pour that Wock' up
Bitch fucked my opps, said she love me, this is not love
Trick did ten years for threatenin' to tear a nigga block up
Street shit dead, niggas better buy a box truck
If he do whatever for that money, gotta watch blood

[Chorus]
Nigga said that Packman is a gimmick, how?
When I was servin' packs and you was stealin'
Niggas bite the hand that was given
Then turn around and ask for forgiveness
Talkin' down on the 'net in your feelings
Jealousy is a trait for only women
Drag me through the mud 'cause you ain't with us, huh
But shit was all good when I was spinnin', damn

[Verse 2]
I was a good-hearted nigga when I started (Yeah)
Anything my nigga ever needed, he could borrow
Won't put a dollar on my mans, I want him ballin' by tomorrow
But when it's time to reciprocate, niggas takin' breaks and stallin'
As a good-hearted nigga, man, I had to sit back
Put yourself and your kids first, nigga, get racks
And fuck niggas if they need a hand, I can't extend that
From that day on, nigga, everybody gettin' taxed
Look, every race stick together but us niggas
He a better hustler, so you jealous, wanna kill him
Niggas 'posed to be fuckin', but you talkin' in the pillow
Instead of plottin' on a nigga, man, just ask him how he did it

[Chorus]
Nigga said that Packman is a gimmick, how?
When I was servin' packs and you was stealin'
Niggas bite the hand that was given
Then turn around and ask for forgiveness
Talkin' down on the 'net in your feelings
Jealousy is a trait for only women
Drag me through the mud 'cause you ain't with us, huh
But shit was all good when I was spinnin', damn

[Outro]
Yeah