BandGang Lonnie Bands - Can't Ban the Bandman Lyrics

[Intro]Huh, heyStop rappin' my life, nigga[Verse 1]Huh, real nigga, famous rapper, I ain't nothin' fakeBitch, only the family matters, so no, you ain't safeTuh, show you 'bout that blender action, put you on a playThat ain't gangster if you Instagram, go get your lil' fameFuck you mean, buy it back?Boy, you better pawn that lil' shit 'fore your graveThe whole world couldn't wait for me to slip, yeah, okay, okayYeah, you did your thing, nigga, got yourself some blingBut you fucked up on one thing, nigga, ain't put one in my face[Refrain]And I'm still not checkin' in with nobodyY'all not putin' no fear in nobodyAnd I still be everywhere with nobodyTuh, hey, with nobody[Verse 2]One day, this big-ass heart gon' get me zippedKеpt it too real with y'all, you niggas switchedI went on licks with y'all, don't you forgеtCome on now, don't try to play me like I'm—Like I'm soft, 'cause you know I get on bullshitDon't act like I wasn't in y'all city shreddin' all the hooligansMy kids made me soft, fuck my pride, they gotta see me liveBut respect ain't goin'And this don't go unfinished, and it ain't no time on thatI am not you dumb niggas, get put in that trick bagI really played the streets, nigga, shred, shred, no maskTook shit, all hands, up blicks, sit on them hands[Refrain]And I ain't checkin' in with nobodyWith nobodyWith nobodyAnd I'm still nobody[Interlude](Rell On The Track)[Verse 3]If it's fuck you, then it's fuck you, no apologiesWe'll never cop a plea, I'll never swap teamsI ain't even got it in me[Interlude](The biggest creature)(Oh no, Flint Route did that)(Thank you, JC)[Verse 4]So many failed attempts on my lifeIt's a reason they ain't finish meThey tried to do your baby just like KennedyBut that boy Lonnie got the hard to kill remedyHah, they wonder how I lived from a headshotNiggas is hard to kill from my block, tuhWe been rich since we was youngins, so they think we made itAffiliated with the murderers, the hustlersWe ain't come up Crip and Blood gangbangin'I grew up seein' unc' cook a bird upAnd don't forget that Strathmo was the worst, dangerousAnd we was robbin' new niggas tryna hang with us[Outro]I been tryna write and stay focusedBut why they tryin' me like I won't get back on that?Right back on thatNo face, sorry, mama, I'm not a killerBut I gotta get these niggas whackedBack on thatThese pussies got me fucked up