Ernight (feat. 1PaidTaee)

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A real nigga crossed out by a rat
That shit be pitiful
I can never love her, she a fucked up individual
Bless me with more blessings
Then more blessings after rituals
Hate was in his heart that's why that boy condition critical
Dawg done made it through the bullshit boy that's a miracle
I just spit my life ion really care about being lyrical
Talked to my dead homies every night, shit got me spiritual
Locked down in the cell every night
Shit have ya miserable
Lost so many of my niggas since I been down
This shit feel like a dream, talk to em every night
When I be smoking, feel like they here with me
I just keep it real even though these niggas change consistently
She fucking another nigga but holla free me know how these women be
I just get these funds ion trust and soul
You know that all strange, can't legally tote no gun no more
But all these killers coming for my brain
I stay in my lane, can't go nowhere without this fire and range
Shawty walk with the devil he don't care nun bout if he die in vain
Yeah
Been misled it's just a part of the game
Can't get that time back, I was stuck in them chains
I made a way, they tried to blemish my name
Thirty like Randle
If you go against the grain
A real nigga got crossed out by a rat, that shit be pitiful
I can never love her she a fucked up individual
Bless me with more blessings than more blessings after rituals
Hate was in his heart, that's why that boy condition critical
Dawg done made it through the bullshit boy that's a miracle
I just spit my life, ion really care about being lyrical
Talked to my dead homies every night, shit got me spiritual
Locked down in the cell every night
Shit have ya miserable
I been having motion, Stop the ocean up like roller coaster
Big backwoods we smokin' dosia
Came from projects with them roaches
Roll em' up like rollie pollie
Yea
Talking shit his top exploded
All our guns they fully loaded
Won't talk about bodies
Niggas talking crazy
Know We ain't doin fuckin' hiding
Homicide gang, we gon' make em' catch a body
We got sticks and drums for hobbies
Load em' in the lobby
Shawty got that super throat, we call her sloppy toppy
Been misled it's just a part of the game
Can't get that time back, I was stuck in them chains
I made a way, they tried to blemish my name
Thirty like Randle if you go against the grain
A real nigga got crossed out by a rat, that shit be pitiful
I can never love her she a fucked up individual
Bless me with more blessings than more blessings after rituals
Hate was in his heart that's why that boy condition critical
Dawg done made it through the bullshit, boy, that's a miracle
I just spit my life ion really care about being lyrical
Talked to my dead homies every night, shit got me spiritual
Locked down in the cell ernight shit have ya miserable

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