Imma do it
Hurricane, Cloud9foreal
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Ayo, I'm loving this fucking beat Haha, woo, I'm feeling myself with this Ayo P, turn the volume up a little bit for me man Ayo, ayo I'm countin' countless birthmarks from birth on my anatomy Probably in a past life I got rocked and popped Maybe I was like Pac, magnet to them shots I foreseen the death of myself from the barrel of a Glock Them nurses and the docs running, cursing, I'm hurtin' Wanna reverse me, spin me time back to counter clock Stitch me back to this life, throw me down in the strife I see a smile in my mom's face and the tears in my wife's Watched the beginning and end like it was a movie God been trynna guide me while the Devil trynna pull me This hatin' trynna consume me, the game is getting confusing My hand is movin' this Uzi, schoolin' these fools to the fullest Anxious motherfuckers get me anxious, motherfuckers Got these tensions out of pockets, I put sanctions on you suckers You play gangsta' games? Claim to be the hardest 2 blocks at midnight, 2 Glocks , let's ride or die then I be on my own Sometimes I be high Locked in the zone Fuckers hate all the time And I'm really trynna do it Seems the harder I try The devil trynna pull me I got God by my side Dark past, bright lights, no gas, tank low Strife in my life, cruising while the wind blows High as a kite, not how I wanna be though But for the time, I'm out to get the dough While the time flies, getting ready for a resurrection Like a flamethrower spitting fire in every direction Hotter than a nine, going off in intersections In the name of the street like Westside Connection With blunts that blow smoke, no jokes with these folks You stoked, don't provoke, you get that heat stroke This shit ain't no joke, get cut just like coke When we pass in your hood, better keep your head low This goes for all the hoes and the 'em fools too We schooling motherfuckers, and their whole crew So shut your trap 'fore you talk, better think it through Or you get smoked like a pack of Gorilla Glue, bitches I be on my own Sometimes I be high Locked in the zone Fuckers hate all the time And I'm really trynna do it Seems the harder I try The devil trynna pull me I got God by my side I take a shit every time a filth gets rich off The backs of 'em people, think to feed their kids off The motherfuckin' scraps till their lives just switch off We're all sold on 'em dreams, make days just kick off So, piss off, motherfuckers, this sick soft Stakes you got served on your platter to get the feast on If this was end of 'em days you'd get a slit throat Weak souls, get to fall and slit your own wrists off In this herd you kick dirt to get gold , it affects all But no fact gets told, no contracts to protect you Souls bought by the next devil in the cross road Soldiers to the wrong cause You really wanna know who this song goes towards You and me both, dawg, and this fucking world yo Probably this verse will hang behind doors But I carry my own cross, inherit my own balls I be on my own Sometimes I be high Locked in the zone Fuckers hate all the time And I'm really trynna do it Seems the harder I try The devil trynna pull me I got God by my side
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Written by: Hurricane, Cloud9foreal, Edison Pepa
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