Young Gemni - Story part 2

{Hook 1}
How you gonna tell on me
We knew each other from pre-k you suppose to be my homie
We grew up in the field you suppose to be my brodie
You changing up slowly
You changing up slowly

{Verse 1}
We coulda talk that shit out
You hurted me its hard to walk that shit out
You was big and bad you could of thug that shit out
Thought you was with the team but you sitting out
What was you thinking about

Now you with yo family I'm in the cell
You didn't put money on my books you didn't put money on my bail

Now we gotta kill a rat
How you gonna tell on someone and they know were you at?
But I knew you so long I can't even get like that
But fuck that I gotta get you back

When I catch you imma cut off yo legs
Stump threw yo hеad
I want to see you dead
Want to see the ground paint red