NOON IN CHARLOTTE

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Tell me when the slaughter stops
Niggas dying over coronachs
Everybody crying face drying from them water drops
Anything for they block a damn thing for they drops this shit amazing
Sometimes I wish I never had none
Niggas throwing shots I hear em' loading up they cap guns
Pussy my next one better then last one
Talking about you want one but you already had one you ungrateful
Bad company corrupts good morals you
Live in a box cause you stand in a fool's circle I
Don't mean to hurt you but you come with too much turmoil so
Closing these curtains is me doing what I should for us
Quit playing you stuck in quick sand I had to move on
Execution or excuses nigga choose one
Made a pound disappear then made a new song
I strap that glizzy tight before I put my fucking shoes on
It's gone be a 187 if you move wrong
I live in heaven give a f*ck about a tombstone
Niggas trying to buy success on Groupon
Meanwhile I'm all over the green like a crouton
But it's ok though
Boy you ain't a soldier drop the draco
F*ck her then duck her hasta luego
Bitch I been that since John Cotton Tayloe
Nah literally ,ain't no dapping me up give a f*ck if we got history
Upping this 40 turn his thoughts to spaghetti whoa
I know I'm mortal but I'm combat ready
Weight all on my shoulders got my palms getting sweaty
Got to sang a note to get my mind back steady for real
Sick of basic ass relationships
Love ain't free
Why you with me and ain't paid for shit
Got me working round the clock like Ima slave for this
F*ck it I'm through
I shot master you just made him rich
But I got nothing but love trying to show you just while I'm breathing
This goes out to you cause you hated without a reason
Now I'm losing niggas who won't first what they were seeming
The war already won I'm no longer fighting my demons
F*ck you can't get nothing but some game from me
I was starving look at all the shit that came to me
I done been to hell and back that nigga made me leave
Learned how to read a scale before I learned my ABC's
Sometimes I reminisce about da kid J'Kein
They was spelling dirty words I was listening
Talking about them pistols like I didn't hear her
Hours later had that bitch pointing in the mirror
Fast forward I'm the one they moving bags for
You want to speak to the chief
I'm who you asked for
Came a long way from serving dime bags
Now we blowing bags just to make time pass this shit amazing
Buck shot followed By a 9 blast
That nigga had it coming with his lying ass
What you gone do when that iron blast
Life flash bullets flying right past
Top down wind in my afro
My Bitch weave hanging down to her asshole
She steady asking nigga why the f*ck you trap for
I be damned if they hit me with the back door
You can tell Sony Atlantic go tell Def Jam
That ima go and get it as long I got my best friends
That's my fucking right and yea that's my left hand
So I can weigh it right and I can bust this FN
Don't ask questions like who better than me
Best answer available is someone you never could see
Gone need an everlasting ladder want to level with me
Aim for perfection settle for nothing but excellency
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