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Talk 2 em
No security I'm strapped up
I dare a nigga act up
Hallows with the red tips but this a black gun
In my bag cause I feel like I ain't done enough
Got people playing me close
They know I'm close to coming up
I'm still trying to run it
In the trap all night
Till the sun is up
F*ck em they ain't one of us
Trying to put a 100 up
She wanna get to know adones
I just wanna f*ck
Boot told me watch the ones around you
Niggas want ya spot
Scope the scene out when we get the drop
Hop out then make sure them niggas drop
I be smiling when a nigga die
Especially from the other side
My niggas know I'm ride
Ain't nothing change still got the same number
Sometimes I wonder why they change on me
Can't let these niggas get no stain off me
Won't let a nigga make his name of me
Yeah Yeah
No matter how far I make it out remain humble
Sneaking dissing put a name on it

If the police hit my baby momma
Other than that I keep 100
F*ck the opps we creeping on em
I say f*ck the opps we creeping on em
Whole lotta nights had to hold myself
I'm thankful for that jail time
I really got to know myself
Realized this ain't the life I want
Thought about the do's and don'ts
Thought about the nights and days
I was out there doing wrong
I tend to get in my feelings
Every time I get alone
Paranoid when I go home
I need to leave this life alone
Right now I cant prolly when I get rich
Right now I ain't knee deep
I bout drown but I didn't sink
Regrets in the past always hit me when I sit and think
I know pawpaw ashamed I ain't have to turn out this way
I brought my momma pain I know she missed the little boy she raised
Fell victim to the streets minus the choices I made
When I look in the mirror sometimes I hate myself
I be thinking about the losses I can only blame myself
I ain't venting to nobody talking about ain't gone help
I don't except for nobody ride for me how ride for myself
Keep smile on my face even though mind full of hate
Blood in the air I can taste
Just to survive your life I take
I know it's gone be ok I'm see some better days I do my debt in the rain
I pray I get in the heaven gates I confess to my sins
In this war zone the best man shall win
A few of my niggas and the lord know what I did
If I could I would go back and rewind it
Ain't nothing change still got the same number
Sometimes I wonder why they change on me
Can't let these niggas get no stain off me
Won't let a nigga make his name of me
Yeah yeah
No matter how far I make it out remain humble
Sneaking dissing put a name on it

If the police hit my babymomma
Other than that I keep 100
F*ck the opps we creeping on em
I say f*ck the opps we creeping on em

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