Mind FR
Drugg Money TY
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A lot of shit been on my mind for real We ride around with blickers out Ain't got no 9s concealed The dicks pulled me and gang over I wasn't behind the wheel I seen my homie turning 12 They dropping dimes for real I know a nigga who gone kill When its time to drill That nigga wiped that boy nose That man a slime for real Why these niggas keep on playing Like we ain't sliding for real I call up Samo one time And I know its a done deal Y'all can't be for real They get left out in the field I got that blick on my side let a nigga try me Gang in this bitch and you know we steady sliding Homicide rate rising ain't no compliance Black lives matter bitch I'm tryna stop the violence These niggas keep on tweaking then they dying They don't know no better No better I will never let up Never let up gang A lot of shit been on my mind for real I told them niggas we all going through hard times for real I know a nigga who got left on that block Emmett Till I know a nigga who'll draw down with that stainless steel These niggas keep on capping Get turned into a caption I swear love my brother with my heart mean it with passion I told them niggas if I'm with gang then we never lacking Ain't shit hurt me like seeing Ced up inside that casket And all these niggas capping Where the f*ck was y'all i had to make my own shit happen Never in my wildest dreams I thought id make it rapping I'm doing everything I need to make shit really happen I seen dude tryna hop that gate and then folks got to blasting That nigga ain't know he tote a semi automatic Left that nigga starched out on the ground That shit was tragic The only time you see him now is on a Facebook status Long live lil bro with his picture and a I miss you caption Couldn't get back up he was stuck you ain't see no reaction My condolences go out to the family But you shouldn't been lacking Foenem got hit four five times with 45s Now that nigga a has been These days if a nigga run up then you gotta stretch'em These days if a nigga tweaking then you gotta wrap'em Foenem pop up out the cut and give his ass a dozen Y'all niggas thought it was when it really wasn't Hot shit hit his top for tweaking Please don't speak on this side All I gotta do is text gang they gone slide with 45s Don't you hate it when a nigga always playing both sides Turn that nigga to a pack nigga a fresh homicide Yeah yeah Don't play that role sliding with that pole Crazy some hot leave a nigga cold Pop up out that cut with that 9 slump'em over Cross his ass like Jesus send him to Jehovah A lot of shit been on my mind for real We ride around with blickers out Ain't got no 9s concealed The dicks pulled me and gang over I wasn't behind the wheel I seen my homie turning 12 They dropping dimes for real I know a nigga who gone kill When its time to drill That nigga wiped that boy nose That man a slime for real Why these niggas keep on playing Like we ain't sliding for real I call up Samo one time And I know its a done deal
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