Story n Soul
Seyno
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They wasn't around, I was down on my dick Layin' on the ground, I was runnin' from pigs Caught me with a gun and they took me a flick He just 17, tryna protect what's his My granny had died, but I got me a grip I gotta stendo I keep on my hip Playin' with B-Rolls, I'm playin' with chips Stabbed me in the back, nigga thought he was slick Remember them sells that we made by the shell Had a Glock, so we not finna fail Gotta feed all of my clientele At the window when I hear the bell I'm tryna get out, but they want me in jail Like nigga let's break all the cells Gatta watch niggas fake and they tell cannot trust a lil' snake Only care about theyself Pussy boy better get out my face for I pull out that K, put it straight to his face on my mama I aint playin' with you lil' niggas I'd rather go f*ck with your bae Never seen him, but talk on the Instagram Not what he claim, that lil' boy been a fake Get behind that lil' table then niggas might break Ran from the 12 with a gun on my waist Wastin' no time, I went got me them dimes Niggas hoes so they cannot relate I'm puttin' my story and soul inside all of the music A young nigga make I'm gettin' this bread for them niggas who locked up And all of the people who cant Thinkin' bout ways that we could've escaped Four deep, we was runnin' from Jakes Rather eat me the food off a tray For that shit ever say that I ratted on paper They ain't f*ck with me now, but they'll f*ck with me then All that hate start to come when you great Lookin' back to them days when I first held a strap I was bein' so bad with my neighbor Now it's free, my lil' homie put it in graffiti Got it written all through the acres I got murder that been on my mind, niggas don't wanna try Send you to your maker Hit the bush, don't look by the book You gotta run out before you niggas get took You not the lil' niggas who shakin' his hood They ain't doin' nothin' like homie was good Poppin' out deep and we smokin' these woods demons on me everywhere that I stood Take it all back if they said that I could He got a Glock but we still finna jug Hop in his team, ain't no fuckin' with us getting this money This shit is a must Stay with my niggas That's all that I trust, I was down on the floor They got me out the dust, split it in half Every time that I eat, what the f*ck I look like Only givin' the crust Breaking this bread with my dog Cause it's been a lil' minute since we had a hunt Gatta a nigga, we hittin' the lick on But don't give a f*ck if he tuck That hammer gon' bump out his face For we pull out the flame, leave him up in the blunt I been too real for these f*ck-ass lil' niggas But nobody help me with that Ay man yall know what the f*ck going on, Young motion here man, We in the studio with that nigga seyno bruh you already know Big seyno, Big seyno, Big seyno, Big seyno,
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