(It's Monclair on the track, bruh)
Aight, gang
Uh, word to my mother, I stay with a blicky
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I was locked out of state, I was facing two bodies, felt like I was burning in hell
Keep a blick' on my waist, no, I can't let 'em take me, I done lost some dogs to a shell
As I walk through the valley of death, I ain't fearing no evil, I'm demon, myself
I was down, I was out, having wet dreams like the DA tryna give me a L
Know the judge tryna give me the nail
Pay a lawyer, tryna fight for a bail
Talk to my dog, I don't know how I feel
'Member them nights, me and bro was on drills
I know some opps who got left in the field
Steppers gon' step, they be steppin', for real
This street shit chess, not checkers, for real
Spot 'em in traffic, he left at the wheel
I was up, stressin' all night
Shottys, glizzys, we got all types
I can't trust a bitch, they all alike
Catch a opp, you know it's on sight
'Member we was spinnin' on bikes
Now we spin in 'Burbans all night
Tryna hide the pain, I bought ice
Shooter wit' me, he ain't gon' type
Told her, "Cry me a river"
Lost my dog in September
That shit gave me the shivers
I wish bro was still wit' us
I ain't gon' stress about it, I'ma step about it
I know they doubted, they ain't hear me shoutin'
Keep them demon's 'round me
I done did the County, could have been in college
They just started wildin' out, I hit the island, boy, I been a problem
Never seen a goblin, never caught a body, bet you niggas vomit
Make it hot, we tryna change the climate
I'm from where it's poverty and hella violence
You get caught, you better keep it silent
If you doin' time, you better keep it silent
Make it hot, we tryna change the climate
I'm from where it's poverty and hella violence
You get caught, you better keep it silent
If you doin' time, you better keep it solid (River)
(Cry me a river)
(Cry me a river)
(Cry me a river)
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