Letter From The Spittle (Who Got Me???)

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Skiippy

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Brodie just past me the strap and I got you
Ima' go post on the block, I shoot that shit until I die
I don't really care if I die no more so nigga I'll shoot at the cops
Oh no no they cannot book me, I'm alone and I'm crying for help
I tell them just look how I'm looking
I keep thinking if I die tonight nigga would my family miss me
F*ck it I'm Skiippy boo-boo-boo-boo, all I really know is get busy
I'm high off da za and I'm dipping
Can't f*ck with these jawns' they tripping and I can't walk without no gat cuz' nigga I'm really mission
They pop shit but they missing
I'm sorry I had to get distant, they say they love me but look where it's at I don't got time just to fix shit
They said they'll help us but look where we at, man we still stuck in the trenches
Nigga I used to feel benches now I don't got time for these bitches, and I don't got time for no new friends cuz half of y'all snakes, and y'all snitches
Brodie just ran up a check by himself and he always ready for blicking, nigga I'm starving, I'm itching, look at me carving inventions
I went to war with the guns in my pants cuz' nigga we started the scrimmage
469 we blickin' we trappin' for real, that street shit y'all do it for image
Some fathers and sons is up under my belt I feel holy I'm smoking on spirits
I cannot make the shit clearer, pick up ya manz lil' nigga
Yeah pick up ya' manz lil nigga
I ain't safe from the storm, I ain't safe from the war, I ain't safe from the rain yet
I ain't safe from the darkness, I'm feeling depressed, I ain't safe from the pain yet
She thinking I'm hard cuz' I'm bussin' these traps and opps gettin brains whacked but deep down inside I really wan' cry but I cannot say that
Let's speak facts nigga, I don't they don't got my back nigga
That's all I've been feeling is that nigga
They can't tell me how to feel, tell me how to live or tell me to relax nigga
But sometimes I can see the bigger picture
Waking up to a fuckin' billion but I been walkin miles in a cold December
Shot five times in a warm September, cold October feeling like November
Is the love real I don't really feel it, washing pain away sometimes I still remember
Gettin distant tryna' stack the cheddar
Forty on my got me feeling better, why I bring my brother man I still regret it but it's the Qadr I just gotta' except it
But it's the Qadr I just gotta' except it
I ain't safe from the storm, I ain't safe from the war, I ain't safe from the rain yet
I ain't safe from the darkness, I'm feeling depressed, I ain't safe from the pain yet
She thinking I'm hard cuz' I'm bussin' these traps and opps gettin brains whacked but deep down inside I really wan' cry but I cannot say that
No cap
My fault my voice messed up right now but Skiip nigga
46 shit, go

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