W.Y.W.W
N.F.L Ray
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Yea Yea yea yea yea yea This some real ass shit A lot of you niggas been asking where I been I Been doing well Yea yea yea yea My kids act ungrateful like a bitch so I cut em off I been through some dirty ass shit they cut my water off Food stamps gone EBT we can't eat free Every 20 dollars that I make is towards a two for three Don't nobody ask me what I need but what you need from me My son came home the other day and we don't even speak How the f*ck you niggas think the love is different in the streets How the f*ck you niggas called the plug but you don't got no reach Blood know he really ain't a blood he sucking like a leach And cuz knew that this ain't what it was may he rest in peace I've been in the trenches twenty years you been there a week I just look at niggas like they weird when they compare to me Niggas get to reaching for they hip and then somebody hit Second degree burns from the casings when the body sit Hold your nose niggas decompose cuz we can't let em go I've been praying sleeping with my pole hearing niggas souls I can hear the screams of their mamas crying from the soul I can smell the blood when i tie em hands getting swole I've been putting in work since a teen without a work permit Bend the corner over like ass what you working with Every nigga owe me want a pass which you not gone get I'm a call a savage on your ass with a macho switch F and n's color matching twins you can't separate A Nigga rather eat his own lips than to cooperate Talking to the feds talking Ted and that shit comical Why you make a gang out niggas acting vulnerable If he snitching on you now he was snitching a long time ago Nigga catch a plea deal like snitching wasn't optional Ratatouille slime really gooey he a fucking goofy I don't f*ck with niggas like some bitches with some stanking coochie Lights get to flashing we got action but it ain't movie Niggas shooting really get to clapping while the car moving I just wanna rock body ya with this lil uzi Head to toe in Gucci Call up Gucci so we can make a movement Team full a shooters steph and clay but y'all gone need improvement Shit get out pocket we got rockets like we play for Houston Bitch we disregard your bodyguard you ain't Whitney Houston Pack it up and ship it distribution now it's junkie music In a needle pop it like pill niggas slumping to it I den had it harder then hard in this mason jar Bank full of scars cuz these niggas ain't who they say they are Push come to shove you ain't blood but you call me cousin All this fake love I don't trust because you really wasn't Never put faith in a Nigga that don't got no pape And if he got pape we surround his shit yellow tape How can I escape with it's apes living next to you They visit in our hood cuz the zoo making revenue Burn a Nigga down bleach my tips for the residue
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