Don't Try ME

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Shiloh5001

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Protect what I got, niggas will kill to be in my spot
Imagine my life when I get to the top, keep to myself cause I know what it costs
Walking like 50, a chest on my vest and a bulletproof car
They know that I'm ready to rock, can't keep me locked in a box

Break out, I'm picking the locks, y'all can't gate keep me
Grew up on no time to bleed, ain't like most to say the least
Almost caught a third degree but that's a different story
Now I got a Mona Lisa, call me Mr. Hood Da Vinci

Yeah, I'm sucker free like Sundays on the MTV
Mr. Sandman treat me nice, I'm living out my dreams
Good girl on my lap, call it lucky me
Don't tell me I'm tripping, you don't know my life, you ain't in my shoes

Just look in my eyes, this pain that I got inside is a fan to the flame
That I keep on high, my future bright but they hit my line
Try to turn me down, turn off my light but I keep it loud
So my momma proud and I rep my block and I rep my town

Don't try me now, don't try me, don't try me now
Don't try me, don't try me, don't try me now
Don't try me, don't try me, don't try me now
Don't try me, don't try me, don't try me now

Walk up in this bitch like I was sent by God himself
Don't try me now, I'm the beauty in destruction
Ain't no mercy for myself, breaking news they said the sky is falling
But I haven't fell, don't count me out, just count me down

Don't try me now
I'm waiting for the sun to rise, so why should I
I approach the edge of the shore, only to find it growing in distance with each foot
Let it be known, I don't play man, I'm trying to get mines get low

Catch a fade on the live, real time, too real for a real trace
Back to the field, back to the scene, drill with a clip full
Ambush, never seen me coming, steel go bang hop fence, I'm running
Running for the money, chasing rings like Sonic

Product, when you push a motherfucker to the limit
God dammit, God dammit, I'm sick of the frauds
God dammit, I'm sick of the bars
I've had it, y'all rapping all day, ain't say a damn thing

I don't shoot for the stars, man, I shoot at the stars
Break down my genome, little bitch come see what I'm made from
My block come see what I be on, my pole got a thermostat
And I always keep that heat on, ayy

Get popped on a regular store run, my plug just picked up four tons
that dope boy, on your block, go dry the whole hood just
Might pop, this right here is a no man's land, no rules apply
Supply demand, every check just goes to grams

Niggas go from rich to rags, ayy
Married bitches up for grabs, ayy
Spazzing on them like I'm Taz, ayy
Snatching bags and do the dash, ayy

Anything to get the cash, cock it back and get a rack
Send them in a body bag, this place will drive a nigga mad
This place will drive a nigga mad, hold up
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