Bus My Gun Lyrics

And I don't need more confusion in my life
No more pain and disillusion in my life
If I'm dreaming will the nightmare just go on
I never ran
(Hmm, hmm, no runnin')
(Bust yo gun, man!) (Bloca bloca)

I don't run, I just bust my gun

And I'm up all night tryna block the sun
I got dope to cut, got a hoe to fuck
And this telling ass nigga got a throat to cut
He know too much and he talk too much
And word on the streets say they carved him up
Guns on lurk tryna stop my gurkin'
And these guns have life on 'em, that's for certain
I been workin' the strip joints, blocked in pool-halls
Brought bag back two socks and new jogs(?)
Young black brother out here runnin' the gutter
Put a number on yo head, call it money dis-smother
Online with my brother till I'm yadaradada
On the flight to Missouri, turnin' butter to butter
Got a one way ticket, I refuse to miss it
I don't talk or text, cause these dudes is listening

I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun, come on!

Yeah, we out here bad, me and my dawg J shot
Couple thangs to sell, they put it ?
I be in LA, if ye want en to feel ya
Sell the jings like 150
Street's bad, nigga, gotta know cartel
Fuck with me, I could get 'em to the bar sell
Ain't be here waitin', you can bring 'em a day(?)
Fin' the yay in the street and then you're fast braekin'
No runnin' the sign and I'm runnin' shit
I run to the shit, me and a full clip
Fuck all the bullshit, they mad, the hood risk
The loop fiends real, they make the bullshit
So gas, keep flyin' in my black T
I can get ya the H and the black V
But if black then you gotta do it mob style
On the roll with Diggy, we in a small town

I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun
I don't run, I just bust my gun, come on!