
10cellphones – Allegedly Lyrics
Artist: 10cellphones
Song: Allegedly
First tonight: two grenades, five guns, tons of ammo, and nearly twenty pounds of marijuana. all of that discovered, they say, inside this man’s uptown charlotte apartment complex. all this, according to a search warrant that channel 9’s crime reporter hunter sáenz has a copy of, is live tonight, and hunter has also revealed the man was already on the radar of charlotte police.
Ayy
I done took a lot of l’s, like f#ck 12, they got me on the news (f#ck 12)
They scared as hell, like, “he out on bond,” that boy on the loose (on the loose)
I ain’t worryin’ ’bout sh#t, i got this wockhardt in my juice (ha)
I’m in the courthouse with my lawyer, tryna dodge a noose (yeah)
Why they tryna hang a n#gg#? damn (why?)
I ain’t nothin’ like these 〈.?.〉 n#gg#s
I done got it out the mud, you can’t change a n#gg# (got it, yeah)
Got me on the tv screen f#cked up, tellin’ all my business (all my business)
I just take this sh#t to the chest like i’m doin’ fitness
How the f#ck you get a warrant and get in my crib?
You ain’t even pull me over (how the f#ck?)
n#gg#s really capping, they putting dirt on my name
They tryna f#ck me over
Bold as hell, you askin’ me for favors, i don’t even f#ckin’ know ya
These n#gg#s pocket-watching, talkin’ ’bout my checks
But i don’t f#ckin’ know you (why?)
You know we gettin’ money
I ain’t gotta tell you, n#gg#, i can show you
They on my line, i had to switch it up and get a motorola
Caught me in that strike and i might, f#ck it, get a whole corolla
Had to lose all my bread and run it up, you can’t stop my motion
This tee cost a check (yeah), a new pendant next (next)
This rope on my neck, you know i’ma flex (know i’ma—)
This lil’ b#tch is mad ’cause i don’t like to text (don’t like to flex)
12 took the scat but the ‘cat comin’ next
n#gg# said he paid a band for some buffs, he done got finessed
I just upped a diamond 〈.?.〉, n#gg#s scared like i upped a tec
I got the choppa in the club, put that b#tch inside my pants, man
I just plant a blue 30 in yo’ blunt ’cause you a crackhead
I ain’t worried ’bout no opp, they gettin’ popped like a blackhead
They tryna paint the wrong image, i just sit back and stack bread
Yeah, this sh#t gettin’ sticky, yeah it’s deep but i’m not scared
Blowin’ up my phone but they not really talking bread
I got caught up in a spindel, now i’m moving on a swivel, damn
Them crackers tryna do me bad, i don’t think they give a damn
They talking ’bout me bad, bringin’ up some sh#t from instagram
These n#gg#s watchin’ all my gun videos, they been a fan
I’m really on a mission, f#ck that b#llsh#t, i’m on they #ss
I was livin’ young and reckless, not thinking, moving too fast
I done got some new cash, why you mad? with yo’ fool #ss
I got a whole lotta sh#t in the stash, no i can’t crash
They don’t listen ’til you spaz on a n#gg#
I got that new 〈.?.〉, they like, “he tripping, what he doin’ with that chicken?”
This sh#t really in my blood, you don’t know how i’m living
These n#gg#s really ain’t living, i’m making better decisions, damn (g#dd#mn)
Yeah, scott, according to that search warrant, police were already on the lookout for this guy for allegedly posting videos threatening to blow up their patrol cars.
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Release Year: 2023