Abillyon - Born Again Lyrics

Im not the one you could lean on
Lean on
One you could lean on

I don't do lean in my double cup
I need to feel like i'm born again
These niggas hating on the double up
I know they see that we on again
Big rat nigga f*cked it up
I need to see that shit blow out his brain
Take his crown of the fence
Lay it down on the bench
I could see that they ain't tough enough
We hit the city with Mugsy and Rum and dem
Just Know the Jinkers come to f*ck it up
Know the Jinkers come to bust it up
We was growing on dem backstreets bumping Roddie Rich up in the back seat
My cousin momma was a Black Queen till she turned into a crack fiend

Real niggas stay in touch with us
I had to find me a way
I was f*cking up
If i get some Caine
I could run it up
That fire flame got the runners up
Why the 12 wanna f*ck with us
I caught a case
I was runnin with Jump and dem
No balmains I was struggling
When dem folks came had to muzzle it
In the rain with the gunners
You pussy cuz I know your boss was runner
Selling Caine for a youngin
Who was 10 years younger
I'm not the one you could lean on
Call the shooters kno i get them cleaned up
Niggas f*ck up ya whip with the beam jawn
Know I do this for real
I dont need yall
Im the realest that you heard of
God
Have you ever seen a murder
Hold It down niggas nervous
Don't talk about shit that don't concern ya
You say you saw niggas burn ya
A body dropped and they confirmed it

I don't do lean in my double cup
I need to feel like i'm born again
These niggas hating on the double up
I know they see that we on again
Big rat nigga f*cked it up
I need to see that shit blow out his brain
Take his crown of the fence
Lay it down on the bench
I could see that they ain't tough enough
We hit the city with Mugsy and Rum and dem
Just Know the Jinkers come to f*ck it up
Know the Jinkers come to bust it up
We was growing on dem backstreets bumping Roddie Rich up in the back seat
My cousin momma was a Black Queen till she turned into a crack feen

No Propaganda
They tried to ban us
Abilly cool niggas broke the rules
They don't understand us
So f*ck the cameras
And put some bands up
My niggas move right in front the school
Niggas light a candle
Let it squeeze let it squeeze
These niggas calling police
They dont want war they won't speak
If you a frog nigga leap
Leave a dog in the street
With the bulldog of the leash
Im the door with the heat
Six soya on beat
I've been running with the beam
God
45 is a machine
Body's droppin on the scene
And i've been running from the Ds
They been on me and my team
They tryna catch us with the flame

I don't do lean in my double cup
I need to feel like i'm born again
These niggas hating on the double up
I know they see that we on again
Big rat nigga f*cked it up
I need to see that shit blow out his brain
Take his crown of the fence
Lay it down on the bench
I could see that they ain't tough enough
We hit the city with Mugsy and Rum and dem
Just Know the Jinkers come to f*ck it up
Know the Jinkers come to bust it up
We was growing on dem backstreets bumping Roddie Rich up in the back seat
My cousin momma was a Black Queen till she turned into a crack fiend

Im the realest that you heard of
God
Have you ever seen a murder
Hold It down niggas nervous
Don't talk about shit that don't concern ya
A body dropped and they confirmed it