Drum Dummie
Made, nigga, I was made like this
House full of crosses, we was saved
Lord knows we wasn't raised like this
Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get
And that shit fuckin' with my ways
Kill them niggas shorting my days
I got a mind full of evil thoughts, don't get yo' people caught
This shit been boring and I been praying for some shit to start
Been to myself and I ain't lying, man, this shit get dark
I done been crossed and that shit caused me not to have a heart
I done been lost but no my mind, bitch, I'm forever smart
Them niggas tired but we ain't dying, you got to play your part
They gone try to come around today, but ain't gone stay tomorrow
Can't look me in my face, can't even say you sorry
But it's okay, them youngins slinging iron 'bout me, don't be in the way
You rep that shit? I hope you dying 'bout it
And that hoe just told me she love me, but I know she lying
But I replied, "When you suck it, take your time"
Made, nigga, I was made like this
House full of crosses, we was saved
Lord knows we wasn't raised like this
Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get
And that shit fuckin' with my ways
Kill them niggas shorting my days
Cut the stock to shorting the K's
Heard my niggas been catching plays
Stretch that nigga, he in the grave
For playing like he was one of us
And these young niggas got drums like bands
Don't be a runner up, I'm just saying
They act like don't understand, where I been coming from
I'm just saying, why you ain't stick to the plan?
You just switched all of a sudden, huh?
If it's more they money more problems
Tell me, what the fuck I'm running for?
More problems, more choppers
We gone step on them lil' dummy boys
Just send me the location
And we waiting with a hundred for them
I been giving for a minute
Tryna figure out where my money going
I don't need you bitches in my business tryna plot on all my riches
Quelo go to spazzing, when he whipping
He don't like everybody in the kitchen
And on revenge it ain't no limit, nigga, everybody gone get it
Made, nigga, I was made like this
House full of crosses, we was saved
Lord knows we wasn't raised like this
Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get
And that shit fuckin' with my ways
Kill them niggas shorting my days
Made, nigga, I was made like this
House full of crosses, we was saved
Lord knows we wasn't raised like this
Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get
And that shit fuckin' with my ways
Kill them niggas shorting my days
One thing 'bout it if I woke up and forgot to say my prayers
I know my mama said them for me
I'm good, for life, wildchild
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