Aye
Coulda put a opp on camera, told my shooter please record it
I buy it and wear it one time cause I remember I couldn't afford it
Nigga my piss dirty right now
All that fake shit ain't my kind
This shit ain't happen over night I had to put in overtime
Sippin codeine to taste it
Savin my paper for cases
I don't care how the world see me, to my hood I'm great yeah
We had no luck, Andrew
She let me fuck, thank you
Two hoes, one me, guess that's one thing I'd really say I'm into
All my niggas in the streets, it left it hard for me to sleep
My gun jammin in my dreams when I be tryna kill the reaper
Have you ever been all alone and you was still seein people?
I don't know if it's just me, I don't know if it's some demons
I'm tryna yell in my dreams and don't nobody hear me screamin
I talk to God in silence, I know he hear a nigga thinkin
I love Draco with all my heart, told him he no longer my partner
You my brother, told Dion you gotta stop slangin them choppas
You gotta hustle
Aye, shootouts back to back in my hood, them bullets aimless
And all them junkies want a sheet, ain't talkin blankets
Niggas die and the world act like it never happened
Forget about you right after that Rest In Peace status
Me and Ghetto got a bond that ain't nobody got
I hope my nigga get a bond when them bodies drop
Through sign language at the dealership, maybe cause I don't talk a lot
Coulda put a opp on camera, told my shooter please record it
I buy it and wear it one time cause I remember I couldn't afford it
Nigga my piss dirty right now
All that fake shit ain't my kind
This shit ain't happen over night I had to put in overtime
Sippin codeine to taste it
Savin my paper for cases
Don't care how the world see me, to my hood I'm great yeah
We had no luck, Andrew
She let me fuck, thank you
Two hoes, one me, guess that's one thing I'd really say I'm into
Thought I was stuck in the hood, I made a way and gave my niggas hope
Now I do shows out of town, I count my paper and give my niggas hoes
Gave that bitch 200 dollars and she givin me her soul
How the hell he get out 3 times, and that nigga on parole?
Im just coolin with my slimes, the ones who known to lock the code
Nigga can't fool me like you ridin, nigga was happy to see me go
Nigga can't fool me like you cryin, nigga was happy to see me joce
I done seen way too many turned hoe
Ain't you the same nigga that was cuttin up at my shows?
Ain't you the same nigga that was beggin to go on the road with me?
I talked to Mega yesterday, he kept stressin that he missin me
He don't even know I shed tears on the phone
Dirty world that we live in, made your soul turn to ice
I wish Ceelo was with me but he was gone before my eyes
Why the fuck did I trust em, knew they was all tellin lies?
Ima put this tape in and ima watch it all night
Coulda put a opp on camera, told my shooter please record it
I buy it and wear it one time cause I remember I couldn't afford it
Nigga my piss dirty right now
All that fake shit ain't my kind
This shit ain't happen over night I had to put in overtime
Sippin codeine to taste it
Savin my paper for cases
Don't care how the world see me, to my hood I'm great yeah
We had no luck, Andrew
She let me fuck, thank you
Two hoes, one me, guess that's one thing I'd really say I'm into
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