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Faux Celibate

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Cuz
How you doing in there man
I think I about you a lot bro
I've been bad on lonely
Bad
Thinking of the past with the homies
Watched him get gunned down by the police
I remember
Still Hear his mothers cries in morning
She gon be ard
We Heaven sent 2200 the block
This is the covenant
I saw soldiers
I saw the Generals
I saw the plug running it
I saw the dope
Rock in the pot
I knew the junkies before they were smoking it
Middle finger to the opiate
Faux giving smoke to the family and government
Yea
Faux giving smoke to the family and government
I was young soul and had enough sense say no no
Y'all made enough cents to fill pot holes
And just waited for the raid
Two in the head one in the chest
He was too real for the change
Cut on the news
He went to my school
Brother ain't make 13
Mother distress
Father was gone
Sister ain't talk bout her pain
Shordie just kept it all in
2 years
Tumor in the brain
2 years
Baby on the way
2 tears
DOA lawd
I've been bad on lonely
2 tears
DOA lawd
Thinking of the past with the homies
2 tears
DOA lawd
Watched him get gunned down by the police
Still Hear his mothers cries in morning
I've been bad on lonely
Thinking of the past with the homies
Watched him get gunned down by the police
Still Hear his mothers cries in morning
To all my people keep the focus
The system steady take over
And I won't bow down to no one
The city heavy on my shoulder
Part the seas like I'm Moses
I Cut them Weeds with a mower
Threw some Ds on that hoe
Bodying niggas is
Clothes Line
Cleaner than a Janet at half time
Starving for more
Lunch time
Infinity stones
No rhines
Faux real no lies
Call emergency
Co-sign
There go my blood
All 9
I grew in the city
Gun shots made me gritty
Mama boy off the titty
Papa G no kidding
Mama boy off the titty
Papa G no kidding
Say it twice
Cause I mean it
Yo yo
Chicken box on the menu
Salt and pepper
Where's the tissue
Yo yo
Half and half no pickle
I want the bread
Keep it simple
Popping off on the pimples
I seen it all wish I didn't
I seen it all wish I didn't yeah
I've been bad on lonely
Thinking of the past with the homies
Watched him get gunned down by the police
Still Hear his mothers cries in morning
Ima check in with her though
You know what I mean
Im making sure everybody good out here
Best I can
As best I can man
But everything gon be straight though you forreal
For the most part
And im proud of you you feel me I love you so much
You'll be home soon

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