Fronted
2 Hard
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As I walk through these trenches I shall Fear no evil You can't understand my pain If you ain't one my people This clip onna the side on my hip should keep me safe Walking down this lonely road steady praying for better days 2 talk to em I miss all my niggas This shit ain't right If I ain't Wit him Honestly I'm bitter I let bitches go Who made me realer Then I'm again I'm heartless It's complicated just being honest I release my problems In this booth and I go straight retarded Check on my gang Cuz I can't lose Can't go out like my cousin Been thinking bout my cousin He got clip wit a stick And now I can't see my cousin That's why this bitch stay on my hip This here can get you fronted Choppa have em running Just Show me opponent I'm known to whack the biggest threats Bitch Ian fearing no one Been zoaning out I'm focused Been waiting for my moment When them jakes on they ass You see real gangsters Turn into some rodents I come from poverty That shit apart of me I give her nun but this dick It ain't no heart in me They throwing shots I ignore it They think its harming me I take my time I won't force it Rapping was meant to be We was trapping all through the streets Bout that action we want the beef Keep the static We pack the heat Never Panic I'm tryna eat We come from nothing So we turn nothing to something I'm tryna take care of my momma And tell her ain't no more struggling I miss my all niggas This shit ain't right If I ain't Wit him Honestly I'm bitter I let bitches go Who made me realer Then I'm again I'm heartless It's complicated just being honest I release my problems In this booth and I go straight retarded Check on my gang Cuz I can't lose Can't go out like my cousin Been thinking bout my cousin He got clip wit a stick And now I can't see my cousin That's why this bitch stay on my hip This here can get you fronted All i know is Hundreds All I know is money The streets hottest younggan And I been standing on Still off that lick you hit 3 years ago Ain't sharing wit us And that ain't right Cuz we was right there by your side In the field Ion kno who real Keep Walter close They say it's smoke I kno he kill The summer nights We was outside All we knew was drill His homie died Couldn't even cry Ain't share no tear Just popped a pill Poured up a seal And Take that pain away We bring umbrellas to them trenches Take the rain away Ain't running from nun if he gotta problem Blow his brains away And I should've known niggas switch up I should have stayed away Swear That Ian never gon change They tryna lock me in a cage I see the fucking hate Carry my wrongs across my sleeve We pray for better days Hoping for anything This shit get real out here Gang I miss my all niggas This shit ain't right If I ain't Wit him Honestly I'm bitter I let bitches go Who made me realer Then I'm again I'm heartless It's complicated just being honest I release my problems In this booth and I go straight retarded Check on my gang Cuz I can't lose Can't go out like my cousin Been thinking bout my cousin He got clip wit a stick And now I can't see my cousin That's why this bitch stay on my hip This here can get you fronted
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