Sanctuary

JSH
Gang
Grrah, grrah-grrah
Grrah, gang
Grrah, grrah-grrah (Grrah)
Grrah, gang, grrah

Two deep on them sides tryna take us a risk
Late night, gotta ride wit' my blick
Don't need that nigga that's eyein' my shit
Used to it, but I'm tired of this shit
Like, I gotta get out of this shit
Shit takin' time, gotta go wit' the flow
Hope you ready to rock when we roll
Grabba and shit, had to tell 'em, "Let's go"
Dolo? Don't care, I might slide wit' Reload
Say he spinnin' my sides? That's bold
Know a few niggas played tough and they told
Thought you was guys, why the fuck would you fold?
Thought you was guys, why the fuck would you fold?

And they know I got love for the bros
Fuck it, I got your back, I'ma throw
Beam on the Glock, shoot that shit like it's scoped
I just hope she don't leave me alone
I got demons, keep callin' my phone
Siggie wit' me, he totin' the chrome
Two Perc 10s, he got me in my zone
Quick hits, I did that on my own
I'm on the opps, I can't leave 'em alone

Gang
Like, who would have thought?
The boys really takin' my niggas off court
Niggas, they got no choice in them trenches
But, the judge got a choice in that sentence
You wasn't there, only God as my witness
Better not slip when we slide, or you finished
It's no more talk on this live, when you bendin'?
Glock wit' a beam, and the clip we extend it
Ain't tryna talk, so stop callin' my phone
Off a 10, got me right in my zone
Met a lil' bitch and she bad to the bone
Tried to act bad, had to leave her alone
Niggas can't talk on my scars, shit deep
Ain't no V, we was goin' off feet
Free Lao Floxks, free Ro, free Elite

Bitch, I gotta get back on my feet
I spot an opp, I'ma jump out the V
Grrah, lil' bro, back out the creep (Grrah)
Fuck the opps, he get chased wit' the beam
Walk down gang, leave his brains on the scene
He keep dissin', but ain't do a thing
Ask 8, I move tactly wit' stain
Broad day, like, I let it bang
How the fuck I'ma switch on the gang?

My sanctuary, that's my gun
Pull up outside, let's have us some fun
Niggas pussy, they see us, they run (What?)
Niggas copy, them niggas my sons
Niggas copy, them niggas my sons
Why he bluffin'? I'm makin' him run
First nigga we see, gettin' bumped
Smokin' Boomer, shit punchin' my lungs
Grrah, shit punchin' my, grrah (Grrah-grrah)

Gang
Grrah-grrah