YS3_Snitchez

Streets still whisper, shadows trail me Eyes in the dark like the moon tryna hail me Closest kin turned ghost, now they fail me But silence speaks louder than betrayal, G Long nights, soul cold, no closure Used to ride for you, now it's game over Flashbacks of the block, heat in the holster Now I see the snake in the grass gettin' closer Never thought you'd fold, not in this lifetime We bled for the code, now you write lines I broke bread, you broke trust Now I break chains, rise from the dust Taught not to trust, but I gave you a pass Now I see clear through the lies and the mask Frame was blurry when I stood in the picture Now I step back, and the truth hits quicker Go ‘head, play your part in the system But I ain't the one you should’ve risked, son I’m built from pain, forged in the fire You just a name on a wire, a liar **(Hook)** Streets still watchin’, eyes all on me Closest ones flipped, now they talkin’ to police Days drag on, nights cut deep But it’s better I know now — I don’t lose sleep You a snitch, bruh Talkin’ that slick stuff Snitchin’ ass punk Now your name’s in the dust And you know it (Yeah, you know it) And I know it (Yeah, I know it) And you know I know it (So don’t act heroic) **(Verse 2)** Blood ain’t thicker when the ink’s on the statement Truth gets sold when the price is amazin’ You said what? Just to dodge a arraignment? Now your whole legacy’s tainted I don’t trust none, not a soul in the room They smile in the light, but they plot in the gloom Backstabbers with pens, they write doom Classified lies, now the feds in the tombs Deals get made in the hush of the night Round tables, fake fables, no honor in sight Forget your case files and your fake alibis I saw it comin’ — I just waited for the right time **(Hook)** Streets still watchin’, eyes all on me Closest ones flipped, now they talkin’ to police Days drag on, nights cut deep But it’s better I know now — I don’t lose sleep You a snitch, bruh Talkin’ that slick stuff Snitchin’ ass punk Now your name’s in the dust And you know it (Yeah, you know it) And I know it (Yeah, I know it) And you know I know it (So don’t act heroic) **(Bridge)** Temperature risin’, heat in the zone Every corner feel cursed, I move alone Ain’t no safety, no chrome in the holster Just instinct and rage, I’m the ghost of the soldier Clyde told me, “Watch for the jealous ones” “Keep your head low, they be flashin’ them guns” “Smile in your face, but they plottin’ your run” So I listen to Clyde — now I’m second to none **(Outro)** My Hitta, My Hitta — you were never that You played both sides, now you can’t come back I walk with the truth, you crawl with the rats And I rise from the ashes — that’s a cold hard fact Snitch.