Untitled 34 – Giggs

Yeah
Spare No-1
Giggs (Giggs)
Hollowman
You know me
North point connection (It’s nothing, I’m tellin’ you)
I call myself Hollowman (Why?)
‘Cause I can’t see none of these
Get me?
Fucking niggas
No they’re not fucking no one
Not digging no one [?]
Alright
Listen

You can catch me in the hood getting my hustle on
Rolling in the rusty with my trackie on (Yeah)
Teeny eat large with this track I’m on (Large)
Straight off the block miss
Fake motherfuckers, so you know this ain’t a happy song (Never)
We can get the matics out, it’s nothing long
The way that I be running up on niggas, you be wondering if it’s crack I’m on (Oof)
And I believe when, God’s ready to take your life, he will
So I’ve never get a metal jacket on (Nah)
Niggas in the hood, they don’t know what I’m on
They ask me if I’m going mad, they look surprised when I say that there’s nothing wrong (Nothing wrong)
I don’t give a fuck if you’re a couple strong (Strong)
I don’t give a fuck, full stop
Niggas, that’s what the fuck I’m on
This is that gangsta shit (Gangsta shit)
Roll up with zoobie with cancer sticks (Cancer sticks)
Take couple straws and give thanks for this
Niggas love me in the hood
So when I drop a mixtape, they’re like “thank you Giggs” (Thanks)

None of these niggas ain’t fucking these (Niggas ain’t fucking these, none of them)
Niggas ain’t fucking these
Niggas ain’t fucking these (None of them)
Niggas ain’t fucking these
Niggas ain’t fucking these (We got this shit)
Niggas ain’t fucking these (Uh)
Spare (They’re not fucking)
Listen
Uh

I been smelling the lust (For real)
And been noticing niggas look at me different ’cause they heard I move a hell load of dust
Well I’m making it official now
Cuzzy, I’ve been banging out rounds
That’s why they wanna put a shell in my gut
You can try running up
‘Cause there’s bussing at you niggas that gives me that adrenaline rush
‘Bout you’re ready for us (For us)
Blud I’m rolling with some big boy dogs that’ll put a fucking end to your pups (Come on)
Niggas act like I ain’t suffered enough (Enough)
Like they’ve walked in my shoes and know the pain that I clutch
I hunger for food, and friends that I lose, to the streets
This is a jungle, I dare you to walk through
Nigga, this is a hella of a bloody place
If you look in my stomach, there’s a hella of a lot of space
So I’m out for a hella a lot of cake
Get in my way and this shell will take off all of your fucking face

None of these niggas ain’t fucking these (Niggas ain’t fucking these, none of them)
Niggas ain’t fucking these
Niggas ain’t fucking these (None of them)
Niggas ain’t fucking these
Niggas ain’t fucking these (We got this shit)
Niggas ain’t fucking these

There you have it
Beautiful
That’s what you thought
Artwork