Glock 19
Ameer Vann
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You don't wanna see me without my medication I got bottles of pills that keep me from goin' crazy I keep smokin' and drinkin', nigga, I'm still sedated I try to hold it together, really, I'm slippin' lately Trippin' harder than ever, got me hallucinatin' I'm in the car with the Devil, choppin' and screwed up, baby I just listen to Bitches Brew and get elevated I'm gettin' high, I smoke inside of the elevator I took all of this acid, got me disintegratin' Now my vision is meltin', really, I feel it fadin' I'm seein' demons and monsters, really, it's very scary I know killers and gangster niggas that's in my family Sellin' pills and them EBTs just to make it happen Shit, my mama and Granny packin' about that action Can't be shootin' at niggas like I'm movie directin' Catch me rollin' with .45, I need the protection Niggas talk shit 'til they get shot back, like that You don't wanna end up like that, like that Flip it, then I bring it right back like that You don't really know about that like that Niggas talk shit 'til they get shot back You don't wanna end up like that, like that Flip it, then I bring it right back like that You don't really know about that like that Niggas blow your brains 'bout that Put a hole in your baseball cap Fade to the black, just like that Talk too much and your soul get snatched Let the top fall back I'ma change lanes, nigga, just like that Sittin' on blades with the seat way back V12 sittin' in the trunk, way back You don't gotta listen when they talk, like Niggas talk shit 'til they get shot back, like that You don't wanna end up like that, like that Flip it, then I bring it right back like that You don't really know about that like that Niggas talk shit 'til they get shot back You don't wanna end up like that, like that Flip it, then I bring it right back like that You don't really know about that like that I'ma keep runnin' from the past, foot upon the gas Blunt guts, weed crumbs, sticking to the dash No talk, bring me to the cash Just ate mushrooms, took a couple tabs I been trippin' lately so a nigga might crash Just spilled drank on my J's like, "Damn" Nigga, I'm a Barre Baby, make 'em say, "Man" I don't want a check, put the money in my hand I don't need to bank when I got a rubber band Pockets kinda heavy, keep the money in my pants Heart's still heavy, I been lookin' for my friends Everybody leave everybody in the end I don't feel alone 'cause the drugs are my friends Just took another, I'll be gone for a min' Bought by the ounce or the gram, it depends Nigga, I be floatin' off the ground, off of this Niggas talk shit 'til they get shot back, like that You don't wanna end up like that, like that Flip it, then I bring it right back like that You don't really know about that like that Niggas talk shit 'til they get shot back You don't wanna end up like that, like that Flip it, then I bring it right back like that You don't really know about that like that
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Written by: Ameer Emmanuel Vann, Andre Christopher Lyon, Kevin Gomringer, Marcello Valenzano, Tim Gomringer
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