I done took her out of town first time I showed yo bitch how to treat herself
I was out all alone on the road now it really feel like ion need no help
If a nigga ever play with me I grab the heat underneath my belt
I was taught chase a check like Nike still got stripes like adidas's did
Niggas better play it safe masked up in the cuts that's where my tweakers is
All the niggas I love keep dying you would think I grew up where the reaper live
Got demons in my head ion even wanna fall asleep again
Ima pass the lil bitch to the gang ion even wanna f*ck she can be my friend
In the truck with a ski let's spin
Free my niggas locked up in the pen
And I knew that bitch wasn't shit I can tell by the way she treat her friends
Ion give a f*ck bout no bitch my nigga only thing I need is bands
Ian never had shit let a Nigga come think im a lick ima leave his ass
PO asked me where I work at the marathon if you need some gas
This cup so black it look like Pam where the f*ck was Gina at
If i ain't have these drugs right now I'll probably be in these streets with strap
I put chains all around my neck I ain't never had to take my freedom back
These f*ck niggas need my swag stealing the sauce like it's pizza cat
I done hit yo bitch from the back pulling her hair she need new tracks
Had to tell the lil bitch give me head but ion want no teeth with that
Got two cups right near my bed Ian talking bout no reeces pack
Yall lil niggas work for the feds i thought y'all was more street than that
Right now if my heart ain't dead I done left it where the freezer at
Gotta watch out for fake friends momma always used to preach bout dat
That shit keep repeating back as if a nigga needed that f*ck it
Bitch I can't never show no love to a pill stuffer
My niggas posted on the block I feel a mill coming
You niggas said it's smoke with us but I don't feel nothing
They saying I'm the mvp just like I'm Tim Duncan
Niggas flashing petty stacks boy that's rent money
Give my youngins half of that to do a hit for me
They gone bring yo head back on a pitchfork
Bitch I stay with big cheese it's the big boys
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I done took her out of town first time I showed yo bitch how to treat herself
I was out all alone on the road now it really feel like ion need no help
If a nigga ever play with me I grab the heat underneath my belt
I was taught chase a check like Nike still got stripes like adidas's did
Niggas better play it safe masked up in the cuts that's where my tweakers is
All the niggas I love keep dying you would think I grew up where the reaper live
Got demons in my head ion even wanna fall asleep again
Ima pass the lil bitch to the gang ion even wanna f*ck she can be my friend
In the truck with a ski let's spin
Free my niggas locked up in the pen
And I knew that bitch wasn't shit I can tell by the way she treat her friends
Ion give a f*ck bout no bitch my nigga only thing I need is bands
Ian never had shit let a Nigga come think im a lick ima leave his ass
PO asked me where I work at the marathon if you need some gas
This cup so black it look like Pam where the f*ck was Gina at
If i ain't have these drugs right now I'll probably be in these streets with strap
I put chains all around my neck I ain't never had to take my freedom back
These f*ck niggas need my swag stealing the sauce like it's pizza cat
I done hit yo bitch from the back pulling her hair she need new tracks
Had to tell the lil bitch give me head but ion want no teeth with that
Got two cups right near my bed Ian talking bout no reeces pack
Yall lil niggas work for the feds i thought y'all was more street than that
Right now if my heart ain't dead I done left it where the freezer at
Gotta watch out for fake friends momma always used to preach bout dat
That shit keep repeating back as if a nigga needed that f*ck it
Bitch I can't never show no love to a pill stuffer
My niggas posted on the block I feel a mill coming
You niggas said it's smoke with us but I don't feel nothing
They saying I'm the mvp just like I'm Tim Duncan
Niggas flashing petty stacks boy that's rent money
Give my youngins half of that to do a hit for me
They gone bring yo head back on a pitchfork
Bitch I stay with big cheese it's the big boys
I was out all alone on the road now it really feel like ion need no help
If a nigga ever play with me I grab the heat underneath my belt
I was taught chase a check like Nike still got stripes like adidas's did
Niggas better play it safe masked up in the cuts that's where my tweakers is
All the niggas I love keep dying you would think I grew up where the reaper live
Got demons in my head ion even wanna fall asleep again
Ima pass the lil bitch to the gang ion even wanna f*ck she can be my friend
In the truck with a ski let's spin
Free my niggas locked up in the pen
And I knew that bitch wasn't shit I can tell by the way she treat her friends
Ion give a f*ck bout no bitch my nigga only thing I need is bands
Ian never had shit let a Nigga come think im a lick ima leave his ass
PO asked me where I work at the marathon if you need some gas
This cup so black it look like Pam where the f*ck was Gina at
If i ain't have these drugs right now I'll probably be in these streets with strap
I put chains all around my neck I ain't never had to take my freedom back
These f*ck niggas need my swag stealing the sauce like it's pizza cat
I done hit yo bitch from the back pulling her hair she need new tracks
Had to tell the lil bitch give me head but ion want no teeth with that
Got two cups right near my bed Ian talking bout no reeces pack
Yall lil niggas work for the feds i thought y'all was more street than that
Right now if my heart ain't dead I done left it where the freezer at
Gotta watch out for fake friends momma always used to preach bout dat
That shit keep repeating back as if a nigga needed that f*ck it
Bitch I can't never show no love to a pill stuffer
My niggas posted on the block I feel a mill coming
You niggas said it's smoke with us but I don't feel nothing
They saying I'm the mvp just like I'm Tim Duncan
Niggas flashing petty stacks boy that's rent money
Give my youngins half of that to do a hit for me
They gone bring yo head back on a pitchfork
Bitch I stay with big cheese it's the big boys
Writer: Stephen King
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid