Bloody Tears

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Aaron Rennel Horton

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Ay, Yeah, yeah
If I could f*ck with you, shit crazy man
Wild as f*ck
Yeah, yeah (If I could f*ck with you)
This shit be wild man, you'd think
You'd think a motherfucker'll be 
Yeah, ay, look

I ain't wanna have to pick and choose if I could f*ck wit' you
I been in my bag, ain't been around to see whats up wit' you
I feel uneasy, ain't nothing bout this comfortable
Gotta watch them snakes and and snake behaviors when they up and show
We ain't got no answers dawg, but shit ain't adding up fasho' (Oh no)
This the Type of shit make you want to ride around and clutch a pole (Ohh oh oh)
Why you ain't tell me them was yo people? That was my fucking bro
Why you ain't tell me you was there first? I'm thinking what you know?
And you my family, family
I don't know what to think (F*ck)
I know yo ass ain't set him up, but you don't be thinking when you speak (F*ck)
Wanting to be a hood superstar'll push you to the brink (Brink)
You know my nigga was chewing, eating
Niggas was going through it, tweakin' (Tweakin')
Thinking this shit right now, got me looking to the sky like damn DeJay (Ohh)
I know you seen it all, wish you could give us a damn replay (Ahh)
I'm rollin' like oh God (God)
I'm smoking like i'm tired (I'm tired)
Anything to calm my mind
I be thinkin' bout the guys
I be rollin' dolo, thinking way back when, when we was 9
Eating lunch at the Booker T, I swear that was a freer time
'Fore niggas got turnt out
By these streets, getting into crime
Don't nobody wanna see mama always struggling, fuckin' cryin
Damn right
F*ck that i'm hollering out i'm on the bubble
Real or its fake when they tell you they love you?
All of these questions I got up inside
R.I.P. Junie and R.I.P. Ike
R.I.P. Calvin and R.I.P. DeJay
I am not playing around with the pipe (No)
F*ck nigga try if he want, he gon' die (No)
Walk down on me and catch a surprise (Woah)
Niggas be bitter and mad that you winning
Bitch i'm that nigga, i'm giving a clinic (Ohh)
My heart hurt, 'cuz it been injured
I'm steady missing my niggas (Ohh)
You used to pull up and ask for the eye
I used to weigh up and put it in the blender
Roll up the gas, i'm twisting it wit' ya 
Get high, then we'd get on a mission 
Ay

I can't act like I don't feel that hurt, I don't feel that pain (Ay)
I don't know who I can trust no mo', it ain't the same (Ay)
Niggas will hate you, bait you, snake you, then walk off like thank you
You can go in yo pockets, break 'em off, and see they so ungrateful (Ay)
I get money, get money, get money
Thats just what I do
'Fore you left, adjusted the hustle
Showed me how to move
OG in my chest, i'm smokin' my problems out just like the room
I feel blessed, I know ya'll be watching over what I do

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