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They hype me up to break me down, man, I don't get it
I wish you luck, you said I suck, man, just forget it
All these niggas wanna act like they really with it
They ain't even sell a P, they ain't getting digits
I was out there on the road, just a pot and stove
I can't even go back home till I flip this load
Left my girl, she all alone, tryna ring my phone
Left a message saying, baby, when you coming home
Shorty, you already know, I'm in trapper mode
I came from a broken home, but you'd never know
Smoking astro to the dome, got me in my zone
I just need that provolone, gotta get my own
Hope you listen to my words, not just hear the song
Nigga, this the shit I'm on, yeah, I might be wrong
Call me Mr. Get-It-Gone, cause I get it gone
Shipping packs like Amazon, nigga, I'm a don
My love misunderstood, cause I'm from the hood
But shorty, I can promise I'ma treat you good
We even made some money, bust a couple jugs
Told me to leave you alone, but I never could
My love misunderstood, cause I'm from the hood
But shorty, I can promise I'ma treat you good
We even made some money, bust a couple jugs
Told me to leave you alone, but I never could
The streets is tearing us apart, made me lose my heart
Baby, you should play your role, cause you got a part
Lately, I've been moving slow, don't know where to start
Feel like I just lost control, now my mind is dark
Don't go treat me like I'm regular, cause that I'm not
I just pulled up to the spot, niggas moving hot
Treating buckets like a opp, he just slapped his top
Nigga, now you in the bin, what the fuck, you thought
Travelled far across this path, bridges burn and crash
No, I ain't excel in math but I'm counting cash
Had to get up off my ass, now I'm here at last
I'm just focused on my future, nigga, fuck the past
A&R's at my door, this just like the streets
Got my trap still jumping, so we finna eat
With that mic, I'm on fire, nigga, play the beat
Grab my shiesty and my gun, brodie sent the deets
My love misunderstood, cause I'm from the hood
But shorty, I can promise I'ma treat you good
We even made some money, bust a couple jugs
Told me to leave you alone, but I never could
My love misunderstood, cause I'm from the hood
But shorty, I can promise I'ma treat you good
We even made some money, bust a couple jugs
Told me to leave you alone, but I never could