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Ha
It's Delz
Bitch
Still in the hood with them trappers
No hustling backwards, yeah, I gotta take a risk (Gang)
Chilling with them G's like the Packers
I'm calling the plays, the next one gon' be a blitz (Gang)
Getting sick and tired of niggas blackballing me
Bet I'd be wrong if I get 'em hit
I gotta get this bitch off of me
Told her stop calling me, she so in love with this
Get nothing but love from my hood
Never knocking on wood 'cause I'm good
When I'm cutting through (I'm good)
You went and told on the bros
Now I know you a ho and that's why I can't fuck with you
Applying that pressure
PTSD got me cutting my heat just so I can feel better
Bitch, I'm a stepper
Grew up on Hamburger Helper, now I can go eat out whenever
I took a couple of charges, dropped Rihanna's father
I mainly did that for my daughter (Libery)
Constantly dealing with being epileptic
I feel like my lifespan getting shorter (Ayy)
Three to nine was the time that a nigga was facing
That's when I thought I was done (What?)
I'm yelling "Free Country," he took it to trial
Don't get out 'til 2051
I live the life of a savage
I kill every beat when I get on the track, I attack it (Attack)
I gotta walk around with a ratchet (Ratchet)
Addiction to lurking, allergic to lacking (Facts)
Fuck the supplementals, bitch, I'm a criminal (Bitch)
He talking shit he ain't never do (Nope)
I never lie about what I been through
If I say this, then that mean that shit the truth (Never lie)
Lot of niggas only tough on computers
No time for the typing, we busting off Rugers (We don't)
Only wear Champion, I do not fuck with the Nikes
And I do not fuck with the Pumas
Now that I got it, I spend whatever on a fit
I remember when I had a booster
He talking shit like he hard, but he ain't really 'bout it
That lil' nigga soft like a loofah
I done lost three of my niggas all in the same week
I can't cry, but I feel the pain
Leon inside of my chain
I spent thirty on this, I ain't even meet Johnny Dang
Niggas be hating on me
How you say we got beef when you not even in my lane? (You not)
Niggas'll do whatever for the fame
He caught a body 'cause he ain't have a name
Still in the hood with them trappers
No hustling backwards, yeah, I gotta take a risk (Gang)
Chilling with them G's like the Packers
I'm calling the plays, the next one gon' be a blitz (Gang)
Getting sick and tired of niggas blackballing me
Bet I'd be wrong if I get 'em hit
I gotta get this bitch off of me
Told her stop calling me, she so in love with this
Get nothing but love from my hood
Never knocking on wood 'cause I'm good
When I'm cutting through (I'm good)
You went and told on the bros
Now I know you a ho and that's why I can't fuck with you
Applying that pressure
PTSD got me cutting my heat just so I can feel better
Bitch, I'm a stepper
Grew up on Hamburger Helper, now I can go eat out whenever