Clairmont The Second - Gun Finger

{Intro}

Wilding
Ran up in the party Gun Finger in the air like we about to shoot somebody

{Chorus}

Wilding
Ran up in the party Gun Finger in the air like we about to shoot somebody (x4)

{Verse 1}

Never fought in high-school ‘cause these niggas hate to take an L
Got my ass in every pool ‘cause the block hot as hell
Got a lot riding on me doing well
Know a lot of niggas waiting on my blow to excel
On my jock
Before I was anything, people still using my name
When tube TV’s were the main
When car windows had that crank
Always about 10 years behind
Never gravy at the bank but I pulled up in a tank
Get off my tip, ain’t a blue flick
PHI don’t respond if it ain’t no chips
I don’t preach violence but don’t talk slick
Roll with the clique, hands don’t miss
Drank a whole 40 and never been pissed
Niggas can’t afford me, industry pissed
Got no friends like I’m on a blacklist
Hit by a whip, permanent limp
This got to chart way it hit
It’s pretty clear I don’t fit
Had to depart from the mix
People just moving they’re lips
Fireworks making me flinch
Hate holidays where I live
I never hang on the strip
Get what I need then I dip

(Chorus)

{Verse 2}

I ain’t paranoid, I’m just not stupid
I ain’t grow the same way that you did
I ain’t live the same place that you did
Niggas in my area will do it
I don’t affiliate I just make movements
I ain’t making noise when I do it
Check my accolades if you asking me to prove it
Check my accolades if you asking me to prove it

(Chorus)