Mauri Bandz - Consequences Lyrics

Tried to hit a lick without a black mask
No gloves
He influenced by the drug dealers and the thugs
He addicted to the lifestyle
What he love
Hard times made a nigga tough
Fake smiles I can't trust

Consequences he gone face em
Consequences he gone face em
Don't know where it's gone take em
His dreams he can't chase em
His mind start racing

I won't pull no stunts in this movie
Or a motion picture , I don't think they get the picture , niggas can't get in my picture

Take drugs to get me highhhh
But I'm still on point guard like a center
Forgot your name but I still remember
The shit you did still on my temple
Still snapping on these instrumentals
I'm hot got demons on my mental
Still write but I don't need no pencil
Take trips f*ck flights we a do the rentals
Know plugs and people in the middle
Got drugs that Zaza sleepy pillow
I'm hella hot this shit a kill you
Gangsta fever cooling up my temper

Go grab my strap shoot at the opps
Why was I thinking like that
Probably was a dream but if it wasn't
Man they didn't shoot back
I then got into it with my cousin cuz he couldn't move a pack
Putting family problems in our business
Man that shit a mix match
Man that shit a mix match

Tried to hit a lick without a black mask
No gloves
He influenced by the drug dealers and the thugs
He addicted to the lifestyle
What he love
Hard times made a nigga tough
Fake smiles I can't trust

Consequences he gone face em
Consequences he gone face em
Don't know where it's gone take em
His dreams he can't chase em
His mind start racing

After you sell your sole ain't no receipt
Cuz you can't take it back
Riding hot box with my niggas since the sandbox
That black Cadillac ,
Pulling up on all the oops , let windows drop
Left tires on a flat
Double up on all them L's I took last year I swear I want em back
Y'all niggas move without a brain I swear
The youngins they ain't thinking no mo
That shit so crazy cuz the world more f*cked up as we get old
Gotta put my unborn in a mansion I'm just thinking bout the life that i want
Cuz I know want the moneyy, this shit come with taking risk and being grown

Peer pressure on him , he don't realize
With his real eyes , coach had his ass on sideline
Cuz he couldn't even run a damn fly , teacher said he getting too damn high , don't put that boay in the damn game , feeling low like his class grades Fenna rob a nigga for a ice chain

Tried to hit a lick without a black mask
No gloves
He influenced by the drug dealers and the thugs
He addicted to the lifestyle
What he love
Hard times made a nigga tough
Fake smiles I can't trust

Consequences he gone face em
Consequences he gone face em
Don't know where it's gone take em
His dreams he can't chase em
His mind start racing