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Outro
by LarryHallOfFame
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My lil boy on the way I gotta get it
Light skin nigga from the trenches
They gone feel me harder cuz I live it
Everything authentic ain’t no gimmicks
Free my niggas locked up in them prisons
And free my brothers
Locked up in the chain gangs
Catch em lackin we gone make em feel it
Ain’t sparing nothing
Ima let that thang bang
Prescription pain meds no feelings
Temporary fixes that ain’t healing
Tryna get the best hand they can deal us
They can’t feel our pain they don’t feel us
40 In my jacket pocket
Know that boy concealing
Voice of the trenches ain’t appealing
They don’t want us rioting or kneeling
Truth rise everytime it’s revealing
I ain’t slept in two days I ain’t sober
Tryna stumble on some luck like a clover
Stretch it out it man I gotta hold me over
Take a lil time I gotta think to it over
Moving lil different getting older
So if you take me there it was motive
Vacuum seal the bags when I close em
Ain’t a role model but I’m growing
My lil boy on the way I gotta get it
Light skin nigga from the trenches
They gone feel me harder cuz I live it
Everything authentic ain’t no gimmicks
Free my niggas locked up in them prisons
And free my brothers
Locked up in the chain gangs
Catch em lackin we gone make em feel it
Ain’t sparing nothing
Ima let that thang bang
My lil boy on the way I gotta get it
Light skin nigga from the trenches
They gone feel me harder cuz I live it
Everything authentic ain’t no gimmicks
Free my niggas locked up in them prisons
And free my brothers
Locked up in the chain gangs
Catch em lackin we gone make em feel it
Ain’t sparing nothing
Ima let that thang bang
Prescription pain meds no feelings
Temporary fixes that ain’t healing
Tryna get the best hand they can deal us
They can’t feel our pain they don’t feel us
40 In my jacket pocket
Know that boy concealing
Voice of the trenches ain’t appealing
They don’t want us rioting or kneeling
Truth rise everytime it’s revealing
I ain’t slept in two days I ain’t sober
Tryna stumble on some luck like a clover
Stretch it out it man I gotta hold me over
Take a lil time I gotta think to it over
Moving lil different getting older
So if you take me there it was motive
Vacuum seal the bags when I close em
Ain’t a role model but I’m growing
My lil boy on the way I gotta get it
Light skin nigga from the trenches
They gone feel me harder cuz I live it
Everything authentic ain’t no gimmicks
Free my niggas locked up in them prisons
And free my brothers
Locked up in the chain gangs
Catch em lackin we gone make em feel it
Ain’t sparing nothing
Ima let that thang bang
