Lyrics:
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
you niggas shook
Fed the bait and you bit the hook
So holy fuck, I'm blowing up
Imma say it loud so you know what's up
Now I'm laced up
This is way
weightless in the air
Is my desired dream
Now I found myself a loaded gun
I'm asking everyone for
Gasoline
Make me clean
With gasoline
Comfort me
With gasoline
by the fire light
Movements have a sudden harsh effect
Why cover up your tracks
When all the points have been laid bare?
The gun was loaded from
(Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?)
Came home and somebody must've broke in the back window
And stole two loaded machine guns
to bust
Plus I love my dust
Gun son, watch the blood run son
I'm on one, muthafuckas
But check it this time I'll be the one dissected
I can't wait
change
I tried to hold him in the home corral but the grasses were greener outside
So I'm gonna sit here in front of this door
And I've loaded up my
the pillar, the temple, lifeline, and the loaded gun
Played the optimist, the pessimist, I've even played the glass
I've played the characters so long that I
down, hands down
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one, word
Time
right by the D, they need to free my nigga B
I ain't the type of person to be running from no beef
Those fucking guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody
you lack
It's my time fuck your plot
I got my team strong and my guns loaded
City mine, the whole hood voted
This murda business they know I showed
the inevitable happened
And this niggas are really gon die
Head on my way
I might pull up a loaded gun
Nigga got on my way,
I just push on that red button
Got
I saw this kid holdin' a four-five, with the same old guy
With the same cold eyes, I looked out the building
Saw the same cop car roll by
It woke me
you speak what's on your mind
When all that’s said that has been done
Cops and Robbers with loaded guns
Who comes out is redefined
Redefined
Leaves
all you want is wealth, they perceive it as greed
So as you loaded up that MAC and continue to bust
I was on paper, thinkin' they don't give a fuck
with your life they'll take your only one
And for my safety I got niggas totin loaded guns
Cuz these days the street sayin I'm lucky I reached 21
These
family
And keep him cocked and loaded and don't expose him to no body
Unless somebody, who want him in his body
To love and cherish and from this
family
And keep him cocked and loaded and don't expose him to no body
Unless somebody, who want him in his body
To love and cherish and from this
of a temporary high
What we think we need to get by
But are we really trying when kids are dying and depression is trending?
Are these the signs
One 44, two 45's
3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll, one nigga drives
500 benz, 6 reasons why
This kid should die
We shooting every motherfucker
this is a jack
Nigga make a move and that ass will get tapped
Because I'm loaded, I'm loaded off the dank weed
And jackin' you will get me high just
give up until the day I'm laid down
Sobriety is a bitch and this bitch is no fun
No more bagging up the work no more carrying around them guns
Now when
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