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Huh, been through so much shit, don't know what's goin' on
Yeah, so deep in these streets, I gotta make it home
Dyin' 'bout your love, don't know where I went wrong
Standin' on this shit 'cause I'm one of them ones
Posted in the club, 10001
Just a young dumb nigga, 2001
I ain't even got no patience, only want a relation, no love
Ain't doin' no more waitin', nigga better get my paper up
(What happened, Robby?)
You know, this shit just gettin' started
Everything I do for my brother
Everything I do for my pops
I got so many racks up in the bag, let's tag a nigga
On your block with all these mags, we tryna bag a nigga
My 50 round jammed up, hope they don't smash a nigga
I still got love for lil' JD 'cause he still clashin' with me
I still got love for lil' JD 'cause we start hittin' licks
Seventh grade, we had a play, and it was four-zip
Plug called my phone like he in route, he almost here
Started loadin' guns, this shit go left, nigga get killed
I gave all my money out, and now it's no one here
Put my life inside your hand, you probably never would help
Did a lot of shit myself, I can't even blame no one else
Took so many fuckin' pills, feel like I'm killin' myself
All my loved ones in Heaven, I know God with them
Meech told me to keep my gun, watch who you ridin' with
Every time I think 'bout Mo, I just wanna go slide again
Seein' my mama cry made me wish I had died with him
Don't tell me lies, bae, don't tell me lies
Don't tell me lies, bae, don't tell me lies
Look in my eyes when you tell me lies
Don't tell me lies, bae, don't tell me lies
Don't tell me lies, bae, don't tell me lies
Don't tell me lies, bae, don't tell me lies
Don't tell me lies, bae, don't tell me lies
Don't tell me lies, bae, don't tell me lies
Real nigga, let you see me cry
I don't fuck with niggas, I can tell you why
Nigga killed my brother, I just wanna slide
Kill, kill, kill runnin' through my mind
Drill, drill, drill runnin' through my mind
In the field, field, field all the fuckin' time
Pop a pill, or that's a Xan', I'm just gettin' fried
Adderall all in my body, I'm not gettin' tired
Bad bitch, 23, and she real fine
I got blick all in my hand, I ain't tryna drive
Hurry up, send me the lo', these niggas wastin' time
I do everything I can, girl, you know I try
I don't want no more new friends, I'm killin' all ties
That man here for a hotbox, and I hopped in the ride
I let lil' bro take the wheel, and I clutched on my iron
I went bought a car for fun 'cause I can't even drive
Hangin' out the window with my fuckin' .9
I just be hangin' out the window with my fuckin' .9
Just be hangin' out the window with my
Be hangin' out with all of those bitch