Lyrics:
collar I'm finna take it there
You niggas ain't play at my projects, y'all played at the fair
Trill Entertainment that's my thugs there, there's love
no mask just pass him that clone
I see how y'all hating I feel like I'm on
I killed by myself send a pussy bitch I'm on
Been dealing with pain but I
the booth
Yeah I hopped in the Stu, healin' my pain with the music, healin' my pain with the music
I'ma blow this bitch, you got that fire better use it, you
followers
Lil mama really ain't shit
There she go, yo hoe
Cuffing that bitch when you know she on go
She not finished she run off with yo dough
You think
low when you kneel
The pain in your voice, and the water in your tears
The one bad choice that you regret for years
Desires of the flesh manifest by
tried me
Got they booth smoked (Ha ha ha)
Y'all niggas play these bitches too close
I'm calling plays
He ain't shootin' with that
Seven like he Kukoč
I say fuck that bitch fuck that hoe
Fuck that nigga he ain't my bro
Called a hunnit times and you still ain't picking up the phone
They be acting
your ass in a ditch
You talking all you want
But see the motherfucker ain't mine bitch
I ain't claiming shit that's what I said
She said the lucky man
block & I air that shit out till I rap on the beat till I get cottonmouth
Ain't no time to be wasting
I been passed the basic
You can see by the permanent
scared (South side)
I ain't never scared (East side)
I ain't never scared (West side)
I got a hot 4 fever, call that bitch Bonita
Knock the apple off any
that bitch bonita
Knock the apple off any bum with the hollow heat seeker
Red cross bitch niggas, fuck the pint, she take blood by the litre
I'll
that shit
We got toasters in the whip
I got fiends at the door
I be trapping like a bitch
I got workers by the store
They be packing thirty clips
a brick store
On my dick, nigga, thought that's what your bitch for
Hah!
My pain ain't never been told (ain't never been told)
All the success that
(Ain't tryna cuddle these blue faces keep me snug)
(The pain don't go away so I kill them with the drugs)
(There's fucking no reason to explain bitch
the diamonds out
All the pain about your bro, you shoot it out, don't cry it out
Bitch you wastin' time, I don't wanna talk, I'm fuckin' off the rip
Ain't even
on the roof and crush this bitch,
Ye ain't got money like this,
I put my money on the roof and crush this bitch,
So scream it if ya ambition fit,
I put my money
think ima fuck around?
I ain't bound to eat a nigga face?
I been on the damn drank bring the red
I ain't no motherfuckin Latin King
My bitch red still
When the pain is over, I'm down on my knees
Lord keep watchin' over, I'm lookin' for a better way
And I that's all I gotta say
Now I was born broke, but
make a story
Positive that life ain't mine, bitch you can take that shit to Maury
Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'mma die alone
Every diamond
the bottom, I came from the streets
All this pain and hardship , it turned me to a beast
Tossin' and turnin', a n***a can't sleep
I ain't chasin' that bitch, if
Why have a voice if you ain't gonna speak
Why make a choice if you're ready to flee
Pussy ass bitch living life on repeat
Counting every penny
a step gotta get away
Back on this shit and I'm wide awake
Pitch black the shit that I go through, wait
Bitch I'm a dragon to the soul
Fly by with
couldn't see that
(Just run that bitch [?])
Just ain't worth [?]
Oh lord, I can't save myself
Even when I don't be wrong, I still blame myself
How you
you too proper
Bitch, I live by the code like a lock
You know I'm a rocker
Too much noise in my hand, that's a glock
That ain't no maraca
Pressure hit
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