Get Back (feat. Redeye J3 & YoyoungN)
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I'm in this life but I cannot complain cause I'm still in the field I'm still posted up tryna catch me a hat Nigga playin' around me you know you get killed Baby your love is like a poison Don't know what it is Sometimes I wonder late at night If I might end up killed Jump in the Charger I'm smashin' the gas Nigga playin' around me with that switch on his ass Both down tryna enter the maze Nigga play with C2 and I'm bustin' his ass Lil' mama real bad and she throwin' that ass She got me in love but you know there's no love for a thug Now I know how gross she don't give a f*ck I smoke a joint tryna heal up my pain They know that I walk through the rain I just want the money don't care about the fame All I want is to reach don't care about the name I've been through the struggle ain't talkin' bout poverty Turn off the heat cause ain't nobody hot as me I done been through the struggle before Lot of trauma ain't run through my dome Say they miss you but don't call your phone What the f*ck is that? What's that crossin' that line? Ain't no comin' back Chop up bullets gon' chase em' no runnin' back I done been through the pain I done been through the struggle Fucked up your friends all I need is my brother Went through the rain all we had was each other I done been livin' this life but I cannot complain Cause I'm still in the field I'm still posted up Tryna catch me a hat nigga playin' around me You know he get killed Baby your love is like a poison don't know what it is Sometimes I wonder Let it matter cause my end up killed Hold up get high sit back sit back Okay lookin' out for the players to drink She sayin' she missin' me I don't miss her I just miss my 2k in the backseat I'm geek pop that wood on the rear C-P-P-G standin' on business Pressure pack gang you know that's me I ain't gotta say too much These niggas be opps these niggas be dunkin' me Long live my G.G. without her who the f*ck would I be If it wasn't my granny and mama where the f*ck would I even sleep And long live my uncle Dennis by the name he sound just like a miniature mechanic Niggas talkin' all this shit but I'm still here Standin' here and all my diamonds still dance that nigga out his shooter took Get em' back I ain't through a flash type Catch a hair and I'm watchin' for all the snakes Oh yeah and I'm watchin' for all the rats Okay I had to stop callin' niggas my friends She wasn't really a man Niggas start sayin' you make cheese they always say Poon let me come back And I say I'm straight up bro go catch a body And then go catch a hat I put that on my mom and granny If a nigga try me then get hit with this strap Slidin' that S.E.T. bulletproof you already know this bitch got tapped Nigga uh uh nigga get hit with this pistol Most of you niggas be talkin' all this shit But really selfish total attention my shooters hang out the windows And you catch a G.Bullets can rip you and flip you Nigga uh uh nigga get hit with this pistol Most of you niggas be talkin' all this shit But really selfish total attention Aye aye you know I'm the man I'm goin' in the club you already know I'm throwin' them hunnids I'm throwin' them bands You already know this hoe give me top hold on I took a plan you already know These niggas can't f*ck with me I'm the better than Aye J3 I'm the man If you playin' with me get hit with these hands Rockin' my gun I'ma f*ck up your plans Stop countin' my pockets these hoes hoes bands J3 I'm a killer I hang out the windows Aye got the drop on these niggas aye Yeah we got her a stripper aye And you know that we tip She a freak out the liquor Guns as big as a missile She gon' hold up my pistol She a freak gon' flip her Aye yeah I done been livin' this life but I cannot complain I been stuck in that field I'm step posted up tryna catch man Had a nigga playin' around me you know he get killed Baby your love is like a puzzle I don't know what it is Sometimes I wonder late at night if I might end up killed She long C2 and I'm smashin' the gas Hop in the truck to hell can't go fast Nigga play with J3 and I'm bustin' his ass Yo they said we smokin' like ass Brazilian bitch with the tats on her ass I'm givin' her dick with her hand on her back My guns gon' spark like a match You don't want the state to get bad I hang out the window with a mask Ski mask up go get a bag If he don't pull up he get popped like a tag Nigga playin' with us put this bitch on his ass So you say that this baby I can be like you Eat money Eat money Oh Oh Oh I can make you feel Hey Hey Eat money Eat money Eat money
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