Lyrics:
Give a damn
I don't give a damn
Bro was blinded by the shit
Bro was blinded by the bricks, I'm in his ear like before that paper hit the mindset
When I wake up and I see the sun
Knowing again that I can not run
From my real self
The worst of hell
I'll charm anyone as my will is done
Thought I
live by, ways I kiss by
We all murderers in the eyes of all ours
So when I pull a bubble up and back in your car
When I spit sixteen's you gonna wish
he'll get out and get to the biz, he need a lawyer though
She just 16, she got two kids, momma don't wanna watch her kids
You tell her you love her, you
throwback we sport a jersey by Ali
And if he make one (hell naw dat don't sight me!)
I'm all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace
Ear piece icy they
500 thou' 'cause I'm brought up in the gloss
And I'm caught up in the cross
I'm a winner, I ain't tryin' to get caught up with a loss
Now when the hell
throwback we sport a jersey by Ali
And if he make one (hell naw dat don't sight me!)
I'm all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace
Ear piece icy they
got it signed by Isaiah Thomas so I kept it with me
Everywhere I went I used to bounce that ball
Everywhere I used to go I used bounce that, bounce
the fields,
My M-16 is now my best friend
Ravished, forced back to the south (south)
Dealing against my will (will)
Save me from this hell, I shifted in
And I am gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna get you
And I am gonna, gonna, get you
Where the hell can I get out
I've been educated, don't know what about
16 years
of hills and muddy streams
Coke Robert Stevenson, just 16 years old
Sleeps on the ground, the moss is wet and it's cold
But he's got books and a flashlight
friend, my hero, was killed by a drunk driver in
a head-on collision. He died instantly.
I couldn't even bring myself to go to his funeral.
My agony was so
He was always attacked verbally by some kids
It makes no sense, but now he's carrying drugs with him to class
He hides em in his book bag
Like, way in
My ex hit me up, tell her kick rocks
27 seconds no TikTok
Knock it out the park like Red Sox
Bag get fat that's big guap
Don't test me
Hold you by
Anywhere goes, I mean it (I mean it)
It was me on the 6, 16, and 11
Tryna get him down by 7 (Gaza)
I had to do that quick
'cah my tag time pendin'
Get got if
ending you would come by right?
You got me on a edge of emotions falling for you
The society of evilness trynna get to me
Money on my mind bouta get rich
a motherfucking friend[00:14.21]Blicky by my side till the very end[00:16.64]And all these bitches on my line but I've been chasing M's[00:19.30]Can't complain this
they won't get me gone today
Cuz told me to keep a tool he almost got hit by a stray
I hit the road and I ain't coming back until I see the sun
I won’t release the pressure
From gripping his neck
Scrouny little motherfucker
Gonna learn some respect
I give u 16 minutes to pay off this debt
so deadly it's murdered our sanity
A virus so deadly it's massacred Christian charity
Passive avoidance ain't love—1 John 3:16
Sacrificing my life for
the teens
Kings and Queens
Gotta keep them up to speed with the word
NGC is the place where I serve
C 3:16 live by the verse
I thank God that I found my worth
to deal
I'll do anything i gotta trust me that i will
Go to hell and back
Tell em that
We aint here to fuck around
Couple of years from 30 i think its time
From the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave
From the cradle to the grave
June 16th, 1971 mama gave birth
be the sword, to slash you with precision
The justice system is his, the court'll only acquit him
And eighty-five percent of y'all are going to hell
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