Clear Stones
Young Hrt
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Clear stones Grizzly round' my shoulders and I bear arms Bein' broke brought pain I cried till' my tears gone Lil' bro coulda' been a legend but wasn't here long RIP Lo I kept workin' till my diamonds color cab dawg I kept fightin' till my war wounds turnt' to scab's dawg Bro taught the hood to trap purpose get a bag dawg Just make sho' you on the rocket fore' I blast off Task force put flashlights in the window woke me up out my sleep I told em' "Only trust in God" hear my granny screamin' "preach" Lawyer said it's fifty bands and that don't come with guarantees That's when I had to realize that yo' freedom never free Precious stones gon' fall out if I start grindin' on my teeth My mama proud of me dawg so what else do I need I spent time breakin' through shit I came out so TLC She ain't even want a Birkin so I bought that girl a peach F*ck the DOC, GOV, and the DEA And any other forces put my hoodlums in a cage Told her I don't love her back and I ain't even feel no shame I ain't got a heart no mo' my youngin face is on a Hanes Clear stones Grizzly round' my shoulders and I bear arms Bein' broke brought pain I cried till' my tears gone Lil' bro coulda' been a legend but wasn't here long RIP Lo All these racks ain't enough hands to count it Don't be a hundred I need you at a thousand Tennis ball the Lamborghini make a bird brain out the Rari I'm goin' all in right now no time for love bae I'm sorry I ran shit like a halfback I coulda' went to states Pray God bless wit' me a son And he inherit all my traits We was in the trenches hungry But had a lot on our plates In her head like dandruff But she allergic to the flakes She hate Hrt but she love Christian I told her one come with the other I can't condone the killin' but it's different bout' yo' brother My youngin got hit had to see tears on his mother I almost hopped inside the pan heat slidin' like some butter If it ain't the home team it's no team Lot of yo' bros don't know what bro mean Told homie be strong mix wocky wit the protein Got a couple lambs I never drive em' but them hoes clean Band-Aid on my soul for once I don't feel I'm alone Lookin' like a biker gang all our hearts are colored chrome Artillery to the fullest I buy 10 choppas for every home Gangbangin' generation his daddy rollin' like a stone What you did for yo' hood I brought the trap out My belt talkin' lookin' like I just left Smackdown They can't sleep on us forever they got a nap out Music found me I done left my heart at Badd House What you did for yo' hood I welcomed felon's home I got hoes goin' in circles like a Peloton Demons keep him up he gulp bars like melatonin We was chasin' bags ran until our belly gone Clear stones Grizzly round' my shoulders and I bear arms Bein' broke brought pain I cried till' my tears gone Lil' bro coulda' been a legend but wasn't here long RIP Lo All these racks ain't enough hands to count it Don't be a hundred I need you at a thousand Tennis ball the Lamborghini make a bird brain out the Rari I'm goin' all in right now no time for love bae I'm sorry Ouuuuuu Ouuuuuu Young Hrt got heart
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