Road Test

I can't put my trust in no one else Down on your dicc, nobody help I had to go get it by myself And you niggas don't know how them burdens feel Fucc a strip club I ain't throwing bills I just want the head you know the deal I'm just 20 nigga fucc a deal Independent nigga by myself Went through that struggle all by myself Rose from the ground with nobody help Cryin' for help wasn't nobody there Faded heart It ain't no lovin' left Reachin' my goal Imma couple steps And I'm rappin' for Veda Crip no one else And I love you babygirl you did your best And you watchin' down on me from in them heavens Shit be havin' a young nigga stressin' Granny told me baby count your blessings When she died I started actin' reckless Never ever let these bitches stress you In the hood you keep your weapon nigga 30 clip just for the extra niggas Shoot your nigga get the message nigga My young niggas really steppin' nigga Thug Life bitch what's craccin' nigga Homies gettin' killed if they laccin' with you Body baggin' with you Protagonistic Bite my style That's plagiaristic Baddie bitches Really kissin' In the kitchen Tryna stick it In they rib And Love the bitches Young nigga tryna get it Imma get it I can feel it in my fuccin' kidneys We ain't never had a pot to piss in Y'all gon' wish that y'all was fuccin' with me Ain't no nigga in the city fuccin' with me Keep your Faith in the Lord I been told that All about cash talk no less Cold hearted they like Xlue where your soul at In the hood where you better keep your pole at Crazy avenues through my life it's a Road Test I be feelin' Imma go next Bullshit you can hold that Nayborhood where we stroll at I be chillin' where the LoCs at Tellin' me why you so mad Ya main hoe let my bro smash Gunshots then we roll out Big blunts that we roll up You niggas get no love Glocc nines finna load up Think smart before you get your brain blew up Hood problems had to change on up And them shots fired they put the blame on us High school we sold weed at lunch Strapped like we was in the Vietnam Ain't shit promised nigga death can come Duccin' bullets Chase 'em Better run Where I'm sectioned better keep a gun Slid down bullet hit his lung Closed coffin hit em in his dome Family crying he ain't coming home Bad bitch with no panties on Face down with her ass up Grab her waist tell her bacc up Pimp shit with a mac tucced And I don't know what I rap for Game cost like a MacBook Hella hoes we den passed up We ain't never had a pot to piss in Y'all gon' wish that y'all was fuccin' with me Ain't no nigga in the city fuccin' with me Keep your Faith in the Lord I been told that All about cash talk no less Cold hearted they like Xlue where your soul at In the hood where you better keep your pole at Crazy avenues through my life it's a Road Test Devil on my shoulder saying go left Luccy got killed at the same place we used to post at Keep your Faith in the Lord I been told that All about cash talk no less Cold hearted they like Xlue where your soul at In the hood where you better keep your pole at Crazy avenues through my life it's a Road Test Devil on my shoulder saying go left