Scary Hours
Slim Flossin
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It was scary hours Me and gang On the late night Free all my dawgs In the feds Some of them Doing state time Keep a knockings Took my brother life Can't let em Take mine Helped my brothers Face their demons But still cannot Face mine It's either Kill or be killed When you In the ghetto Still envision finding Grandma dead I cant let it go Heard them niggas Talking shit They know better Than to test us tho Don't hesitate To let it go Who plotting You may never know Forever thugging Yeah we still In the streets My hood buzzing In the field My mom pray That I leave Smoke him No hot box Leave him slumped In his v Play no games Call of duty straps When its beef Niggas praying On my down fall You niggas fake Can't come around yall Silencer on the gun I took the sound off He moving cold I tell my hitta chill His screws loose Toting hammers When its time To drill Red beam playing Laser tag With the opps 357 glock 9 You cant beat These odds I move like a Ghost it aint No seeing me But best believe In every hood Like smack dvd We was posted 3 am just to Catch em creeping Seeing bodies In his dreams Sleeping wit his demons Had to brush em Lay him down Do that nigga greasy It was scary hours Me and gang On the late night Free all my dawgs In the feds Some of them Doing state time Keep a knockings Took my brother life Can't let em Take mine Helped my brothers Face their demons But still cannot Face mine It's either Kill or be killed When you In the ghetto Still envision finding Grandma dead I cant let it go Heard them niggas Talking shit They know better Than to test us tho Don't hesitate To let it go Who plotting You may never know Death in the air Tech in my gear Niggas who aint down To ride Get left In the rear Either you Shoot or you drive Stay home If you scared Don't come around My circle We boxing Out squares Forever lucky Lil bro was a Different breed Would've never Thought we would lose Ceon to the streets All your dawgs Held you down Literally buried Our brother In heaven Like you check it Still upping The numbers I found grandma dead She was looking at me 9 years later and I wonder how She looking at me Still tryna change Tryna get it right But if we find out Bro killer Then they Giving us life I tell my baby girl I got God with me The hittas know I'm straight that 45 with me
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