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pathetic, unable to put words together or even finish a sentence
You remind me of a killer that will never confess it 'cause I guess basically you’re never

(Chorus) 

Since I was a child 

I was force to smile



Even when I down

They told me there’s a god 

God in the sky



And  a devil below

Man, somebody would've heard her
Evidence was never cleared
That shit to me was out of order
News called you a killer
Never said you had a daughter
Never

a 12-gauge shotty
Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
You want to rob me, you gotta leave here with a body
In the streets of New York, You can't trust

that I'm breathing
I defeated all my demons
Not a killer but don't push me cause I
I'll kill em in a verse and in real life
I'll kill em so they learn

feelings frozen
I told god if it's a dream, wake me up, somebody pinch me
And they call me Dough Da Demon, but the devil ain't who sent me
And it's always

by the place that we standing?
Mad cause we got what the people demanding
I Found Her then She Found Me
So we made plan A never get to plan B
C's for

Somebody wake Mike from the dead
And tell that nigga I just written a verse
Play this by his grave and
I've bet he returns
Have a nigga moonwalking
Going

it out all by yourself lil nigga. That's what made killers. All this pain, that's the shit that fucking made me
And I'm so fucked up in my head because

off and her top off
That's what you hitters tend to get when I pop off
Im on another vibe when I pop off
Somebody should have told these niggas not pop

the fuck out it
Prolly could've forgave some of 'em, missed the principle 'bout it
I fell but grandma told me, "Baby you gon' be okay"
This shit ain't

Fuck all that talking lil nigga let’s link
SRT no this not no lil Jeep
By myself it was me vs me
High with the wealth I can spend with the kings
I want

like Schoolly D
He from, Parkside 52 part of a live crew
Old heads told'em Ahki don't do what I do
But you know this little nigga ain't gone listen
When

way to a bag sack stashed in the whip
I got drunk and I couldn't even find it
With my gun by myself I'm a Viking
You don't like me no sense in us

like 
Dreams of us chasing a bag I wish he didn't pass overnight 
I was a youngn just chasing my dreams but everybody told me they was too little how

the picture
I aint gotta worry
Cause Ik I wont be replaced
You told me nut in yo mouth
Got some in yo eye
You swear to god you just got maced
Your friends wanna

On the B

I know the streets'll never love me, I still love 'em, though
This smoker in front the store just asked me what this hunnid for
I told him,

even gone try 
I know this killer been plotting shit 
Baby it's a war 
Somebody dying 
It cin't toxic shit 
Just killin on 
I ain't the one 
Gotta get

Always been a street fighter but he had a killer instinct
Bitches say I'm distant, I think that she miss me
I told her that I'ma pull up on her like a hit

gave me the gun, nigga
You told me to shoot you in the fuckin' head, nigga
I guess you thought I would jam up or somethin'
This clip unlimited, nigga

to the ground
Don't care about what George was saying cuz his skin color brown
Feel like he breathing underwater cuz a nigga gon drown
He told the cop he couldn't

'Cuz I forever told them doubtful ni**as this was coming

Now they in my corner like we backed up by the biggest boulder

""I'm not my father over here I

the coldest, shit I was too deep and that water weren't holy
Somebody pray for me please
I know the opposition wanna put me to death
Im holding court with that

I peeped they movements
I grew up way too early, by real killers I'm influenced 
Been livin' on my own 
At 15 I my left home 
Markia did me wrong,