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I carry the Heat like Mourning, nigga (what)
Leave your family in morning, nigga (what)
Pop up on them where they rest
No warning, nigga
No Bull that Taurus put 4-5 in yo chest
Like Jordan, nigga (Yeah!)
I carry the Heat like Mourning, nigga (what)
Leave your family in morning, nigga (wooo)
Pop up on them where they rest
No warning, nigga
No Bull that Taurus put 4-5 in your chest
Like Jordan, nigga
I'm the GOAT of Sac, the dopest
You can quote whom you believe
I call my guns LeBron and Jordan
Cuz they shoot two two-three's
So many niggas be lying in their raps
I don't know whom to believe
Give em shots, vaccinate 'em
They act like truth's a disease
I've grown so immune to the fake shit
I'm married to the game, no dates bitch
Come and get a bar of this great shit
Make a nigga wanna ride out and spray shit
You mark you merely adopted the dark
I was born in it like Bane
Molded by it, it co-opted my heart
And infected my brain with scars
I've been emboldened by pain
Some shit's too cold to explain
It's hard, inhaling, controlling my pain with jars
Escape in a paper plane to Mars Nigga
It's to the point where I can't take it now
It's dangerous now
My sense of right and wrong is breaking down
No one is safe and sound
No
I carry the Heat like Mourning, nigga (what)
Leave your family in morning, nigga (what)
Pop up on them where they rest
No warning, nigga
No Bull that Taurus put 4-5 in yo chest
Like Jordan, nigga (Yeah!)
I carry the Heat like Mourning, nigga (what)
Leave your family in morning, nigga (wooo)
Pop up on them where they rest
No warning, nigga
No Bull that Taurus put 4-5 in your chest