Geech7 - Help Me (Intro) Lyrics

See my dawg that's not my dawg ask me to hold a Vick
But he be scrambling for the 10
And i think he one of them
Betrayal ain a act that i take ona whim
Call up jo he'll probably cut off limb
I be ina trenches w some camouflage timbs
W a awful lot of cough syrup but ain never sip
Burned uh 4 way crossedroad
Then i built a built a bridge
Burned his ass for a 4 way
Charged him 250 a zip
I couldn't figure out a name i said it was Cookie Crisp
Risky road risky road you'll die being ignorant
It take a toll you keep yah poll but you really innocent
One day you might need some food
One day you might hit uh lick
One day you might drop nigga for playing like one of them
I'm jus talking abt how you can get from twenty-five to ten
Thirty-six and twenty-eight grams i ain even get to mentioning
Free money going around i ain talkin just listening
Iron sharpin' sharpin' iron and i got a luh business sense
My dummy Mike know my know struggle we was handling business
I usta have gold heart it usta shine like pendant
Now i got cold heart and my brain independent
I can show love and still wipe from existence
No back door vibes but i ain gone tell you how it isn't
I jus passed Roosevelt and i keep hearing whispers
AR w 30 i almost crashed reminiscing
Changed the barrel of my glock
It give you candy coated kisses
Mick get on yo ass he got some talent he ambitious
trip to Charlotte make sho we fit everything in
Ona road w them sticks
We know exactly how it get
We get active as it is
Smile and daps, passive aggressiveness
But we clutch when stepping in
I smiled the day all my brothers up a light 10
Risk it all for i get all i probably might fye him
Supposed to be ona island tryna eat papayas
I'm on Atlantic Ave chicken and shrip fried from Myas
Swea they ain gone see me coming blowing right by them
If i tell you what's finna happen would youd think im lying
Watch who i talk round ppl praying against & conspiring
Fucked up like 10 grams ain weigh i was eyeing it
If the #s ain right then i won't be buying it

Project said give me the scale beaker & the pot
Oh you scientist
I done got it around every way i ain tried flying it
Get ina backseat act like Ima Uber or Lyft
Which one you want you can pick
We got brand new blicks won't be throwing way Shìt
Everytime i step out gotta throw onat Shìt
Riding round w my thoughts the music jus bonus
Right before the times got hard we picked up ona motion
Dubai inspired me but that's across the Atlantic Ocean
Look around me see dispair & commotion
The Shìt in my past i can't let go of it
I ain no pretty toasting nigga dusse not Moët