For My Cousin

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They ask you to stop and stop it for sure
I know for sure niggas ain't safe off in jail
Everything good you know
Alright, they gone, they gone, they gone

Yeah, they just gone
I had to put the Insomnia emoji but I had to
Baby, baby, finally, baby
This shit is insane, baby

Uh, uh, uh
I do this shit for my lil' cousin
With that shit in his blood, uh
Know he feel like nobody love him

But I got you thug
Nights on my own , shit getting colder
Got the opps so mad, them niggas can't wait to take my breath from me
But I shoot this bitch aggressively

Lil' nigga, please don't step in me
Skinny ass nigga but I got some heat
Somebody talk to me, I feel like they ain't proud of me
How the f*ck he gon' hate on me? I came from the bottom

Pull up to the block, then we shot him
He was speaking on bro em , so them  bullets they got em uh
Flash out with this gun, Pikachu

Hollow, be buggin', might make you snooze
F*ck these thots , got these niggas amuse
The whole block want me , on mute
Hit his top  with a gristle, uh

I just want the paper now
I've been on that saver route
And f*ck love, I don't need these bitches now
I got my brothers, never changing

If he want smoke, lil' bro, keep a stainless
He told me do the rap, he got the danger
Give you superpowers, no Henry danger
Marry the pants, yeah, I want it

F*ck all these niggas, I don't see no opponents
Honestly, a lot of broke-ass niggas be lyin
Down in them verses
I do this shit for my lil' cousin

With that shit in his blood, uh
Know he feel like nobody love him
But I got you thug
Day and night, Ian sleepin' tell my flow,was right

I promise I'm puttin' my bros on the map
Niggas be talkin', why the f*ck you talkin'
Go get you some money, man
In love with the money shit got me in a trance

Hypnotized by them bands, uh
Cubanlink, can suffocate
I just want me a chance, uh
You don't want it, it was easy

Just want grandma see me on TV
Goin' all in with this rap shit
Lil' bro, you gotta believe me
I do this shit for my lil' cousin

With that shit in his blood, uh
Know he feel like nobody love him
But I got you thug
Need some love, what I acquired

Fuckin' these hoes like I'm Quagmire
He talkin' that shit, but them shells he desire
Lil' mama, I'm not a liar
Deep In my thoughts thinkin' bout death

I know them niggas wanna put me to rest
I close my eyes & travel at night
Fighting with the demons & this shit ain't right
I'm on top of the Himalayas, I be chillin
Everybody wanna be the villain

Down to my ass, I ain't had a dollar
I made it happen, it wasn't no Santa
I don't want love, it cost too much trauma
Tell your lil' slut to take off her pajamas

All of my thoughts , I ain't livin' right
Brodie flash out  with that  gun, you gon' die
Bullets so had , probably could burn flame
I'm stayin' true to my gang

Don't speak on DJ, nigga, that's suicide
My back against the rope, I'm steady faded
Smokin' a lot of dope, think that I'm Haitian
Im from the 242 my nigga, yea lil nigga I'm from the Bahamas

I'm a island boy, play with them toys
Destock my desk, I'm finna  destroy
Niggas be talkin', but they make no noise
I f*ck your bitch, I give her the dick, now she leavin you

She was lovin' me and I ain't had no clue
I do this shit for my lil' cousin
You run up on me, lil' bro, I'm bussin

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