Faked it
Ntb Kweezy
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Niggas never liked me but faked it Diamond Ina rough I put ice on these chains Better fake like you like me or become a stain Survived the shootouts it was me and some angels Walk-in round with these stripes like da bengals Thought it was love I came up and they hated These bitches only love you til you run out of paper Still gave her the D she couldn't wait to get graded I'm back onna block like no communication I know it's some drop cause I taste it I like to slide when I cover my basis I ride wit some ghost they can't trace it No glick you get poke like on Facebook I got doctor notes I'm unstable Backdoored ya men wonder who tf raised you I eat wit my men I even cleaned off the table If it's smoke let us know fire department can't save you Bitch I hit den I slide got me feeling like babe Ruth I lie in precincts these beats get the truth Put me in coach u know kweezy gon shoot Put ya hands inna air raise the roof I'm the voice of da ville come to 12 im on mute Go get my lawyer he Jew I bet dick change up her mood Old bitch cut me off hoe be actin brand new I keep it playa u know I ain't worried Every time I call my mother be worried Can't say what I saw I ain't giving a story They waitin onna drop they be all in my story I see thru the fake it used to be blurry These niggas be pussy they purring I be puttin on for Maryland I put on that shit on I used to be dirty Just take ya L moe u are not Ernie sent you some shots cause you earned it Crown on my face yea dats permanent I'm big kweezy might regurgitate I'm known for that fire like a furnace place 12 tryn see ntb keeezy versus da state I leave you holy in my Glock I got faith Ain't bring no warrant gtf out my face I got that work I be coming in late Reeling in junkies imma feed em da bait I knew I was fried let him rock for da 8 My tongue be tied interrogate I don't say You could be 9 imma sale you a jay Split ya tax money den you could be bae Kweezy a hunnit it's on me I ont play I need a bitch that's gon do what I say It's gon go my way or lil baby I'm strait Slam the dick inna Glock it be screaming out rape They keep on knocking what you tryna pay Kweezy got options rock da g48 Imma be poppin when I'm old and I'm grey Bitch better pop it I ain't come here to lay Better use caution road da bench I only play Ain't smoking no roaches imma go get the raid Gotta free Glock he thought this was a trade I'm feeling unstoppable knock you right out ya lane Run up act dumb I put one in ya brain be back inna basement if it wasn't for Mary Jane I was havin motion before they knew my name 20 hours inna trap got me drained These niggas be broke they be sprained Got da Glock tucked while I'm praying Inna Lahi wa inna lay he rajum Sweep it under da rug get da broom Put you inna sky by da moon I empty da 9 til you ruined
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