Second Child
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The second child traumatized from the past situation Wonder why he ain't scared And I can get any hoe with high standers But I rather have my family instead Thou shall not vent just go roll up yo meds Keep ammunition my best friend dead Run it up once run it up time ten Mad at myself I done blew this again Got love for my brother bitch thought we were twins Ima run it up again And again again and again and again Sometime I just sit back and look I done made it Nun Change but the date ion know why they hate me Try me in streets altercation on pavement Block ha off my snap she start acting to basic No I can't go broke it's just back to the basics Giving people hope tryna end All the racism Only two or three niggas showed me how to get money One gone right now and im hurt about that shit Bitch steady calling me broke I take care the bitch I told the hoe gone with that shit They aint wanna count me in They counted me out Now I count up by myself Thoughts in my head exclusive I hit the road fire up Hit the gas by myself Im dropping real nigga music sorry not sorry I know you can't feel me right now Trying my best not to lose it Stay out my way you don't know how im Feeling right now Make up my mind my adrenaline go rushing At lunch we don't speak we talk business at breakfast Verse two so the shit getting deep Real deep knee deep talking way to my waist line And I got a few scars feel like I can't heal Bet not cross that gun line Just might be the liquor ain't pop me no pill They try tell that boy calm down They done back door cam Mane this shit can't be serious Come straight out the trenches water in my cereal Smoke so many blunt my tunnel vision blurry Two cases one month sewer I hate twelve period Make my momma proud turn pain to lyrics Ain't smiled in a while so they so I'm to serious Heart might be to cold I'm numb to feeling Ain't smiled in a while so they say I'm to serious Premeditated sinning in advance forgive me Only two or three niggas showed me how to get money One gone right now and im hurt about that shit Bitch steady calling me broke I take care the bitch I told the hoe gone with that shit They aint wanna count me in They counted me out Now I count up by myself Thoughts in my head exclusive I hit the road fire up Hit the gas by myself Im dropping real nigga music sorry not sorry I know you can't feel me right now Trying my best not to lose it Stay out my way you don't know how iim Feeling right now Make up my mind my adrenaline go rushing At lunch we don't speak we talk business at breakfast
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