Out The Pocket
Santanna
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Sometimes I sit and think who really with me Ain't got no problem being alone I'm going strong I bust that drac until it's empty I swear this shit in me They ain't lost what I lost So ain't no point in telling people how I'm feeling I know niggas hoes They get exposed when them guns blow Don't give a f*ck bout they image I'm tryna see what all they don't show Gotta move smart cause you can get killed by what they'll ho's know Lil bro throwing bullets out the pocket tryna go pro Real killer I ain't got no emotion I'm just pistol blowing Catch that nigga we got bullets for em Leave his head open Think about what you putting on the net Nigga stand on it These racks really get a nigga wet could've put his mans on him Young nigga bought a glock now he a killer Ain't lace his cleats he went out right into that field first Can't stop for twelve we ain't have shit but they a still search Bring the gang in you know I gotta get that mill first Reach out to my niggas with long sentences I'm staying strong but I be thinking about giving in Streets done feel like they can't make this shit lit again Can't write this shit so why is all my niggas in the pen I be strapped up with that blicky Glock 23 but it ain't Bronny dad You ain't never been on a mission Before corona we all had a mask Never mention the opps in none of my songs put em in body bags Couple niggas pussy thinking they real because they got a bag Put my heart on these songs and let the beat cry Boy I fell in love with guns since I was knee high Remember I was broke I couldn't even afford some Levi's Now I can book a flight and hit Miami for some me time Sometimes I sit and think who really with me Ain't got no problem being alone I'm going strong I bust that drac until it's empty I swear this shit in me They ain't lost what I lost So ain't no point in telling people how I'm feeling I know niggas hoes They get exposed when them guns blow Don't give a f*ck bout they image I'm tryna see what all they don't show Gotta move smart cause you can get killed by what they'll ho's know Lil bro throwing bullets out the pocket tryna go pro Brand new F-N I'm tryna pull it like a lawnmower You ain't trying to stay around What you want my time for In the streets it's no love Get that shit sewed up Came out this bitch with no plug But I still showed love Niggas out here hating it's like it hurt to keep it genuine Niggas out her clicking up because they got the same enemy Know my family counting on me I'm out here working like it's 10 of me Thot ho make that nigga drop his addy she keep spinning him They don't know we spin his bin Glock with a F-N Hot shit all I got to give Bitch this how we live Momma used to say don't come out that house because it's risky Told her I'll make them niggas fear me Sometimes I sit and think who really with me Ain't got no problem being alone I'm going strong I bust that drac until it's empty I swear this shit in me They ain't lost what I lost So ain't no point in telling people how I'm feeling I know niggas hoes They get exposed when them guns blow Don't give a f*ck bout they image I'm tryna see what all they don't show Gotta move smart cause you can get killed by what they'll ho's know Lil bro throwing bullets out the pocket tryna go pro
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