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Lil' RoeGod

Y'all finna feel this one, no lie

Walking through the land
Crickets out, we was two deep
Twelve swooped up
Had to dust them, you can't catch me
Ain't never went down
But they probably got conspiracy
Never do I sleep
Deep in my thoughts is where I really be
And I don't play no game
Find the creator, make him play for me
Lil' nigga talk is cheap
Say you a man, but you not on your feet
That tension release
Every time that I squeeze
Gift murder
You burn up, before you find peace
No cover
Cause blood just gone leak through the sheet
That weapon in arms
Really not what you think
Combustion leaving his stomach open
And right there lies
Different pains that's exposed
It's going when I blow
Need a rain coat
Them bullets keep dropping
They might hit me
Nigga but my instinct telling me keep 10 feet
Trust level low, I'm calling that shit a pixie
All black Levi's, nigga these not Dickies
You wanna be apart of the picture
But not in it
A junkie, a devil, and angel
That's my image
One step at a time
When I start up, I can't finish
Shorty got ass
I'm seeing that shit vivid
Pop a pill when I hit
I'm passing my limit
Reach deep in her guts
I'm making her fall in love
But I
Never wanted love
More like it just comes
Pretty bitch, devil eyes
I thought she was the one
But you can't trust a pretty face
With a little waist
No glory for thee
Who fails to see the truth in disguise
So we learn and we venture
Hope to become wise
As we make more mistakes
We consciously gain balance
Key to the streets
Show love and be honest
You not really loyal lil nigga
You being modest to the fact
That underlays
The situation at hand.
That chopper love to sing Sza style
Send them pretty little birds to the gods
Still alive
Survived against the odds
And I
Never had a opp
I finger f*ck til' he drop
He couldn't even be no competition
For my Glock
Aim up, let it bang
We gone flip yo car
These more than facts
This .40 make you relax
Put that bitch to your back
Blow your heart out of your chest
And I won't miss a step
Too fixated on that

Calm down
Calm down
Calm down
You're too heated
You can't see around
What goes up, must come down
Don't drift too far
You might drown

Calm down
Calm down
Calm down
You're too heated
You can't see around
What goes up, must come down
Don't drift too far
You might drown

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