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Overcame the challenges he Sipping just to balance him
Praying to the lord but feel the demons come Right after him
Feelings inna canister champ and you the challenger
Know that this his year just pick a day right in the calendar
Nigga I aint regular they know I'm always caliber
We aint know bout much but we know bout 40 calibers
Youngings reckless cus we had to they don't know but it's all right
Night shifts we standing posted on that block like all night
Accerlation press the gas it's time to flex yea I just might
Celebration smoking gas flex on my ex yea I just might
Pitch black black item out of his clothes see flashing lights
Way before we played wit guns was chasing dudes and having fights
Police said that we was bugging 20 deep we all on bikes
I felt left up in a ditch the time is now so let's get right
This the trenches but im dwelling rapping ice to ease the swelling
Streets changing niggas bitches they ain't loyal niggas telling
Say it once I don't repeat so listen up and I aint yelling
Mention us you disappear go wit the wind your body smelling
Count from 7 down to 5 to down to 3 to down to 1
Kids is dreaming bout their goals but steady dying to the gun
I accept the pain that's how I gain and I will never run
Dark cloud on his head the weather change he see the sun
In the loop he a troop I need me a Bentley coupe
Come again we leave a whole like when we spin its hoola hoop
It was hard to grow the tree now it's easy growing roots
Hoes give a nigga pussy now he dead for knocking boots
I do shit like im a pro but i aint never rocking suits
No 2k we up the sliders shoot from far got attributes
I aint never ask for help but niggas steady asking you
Cuse me im just passing through the bag im hopping back into
Dissing us and you get hit and that's cause he was asking to
Going low we losing bullets ima send a package through
What you said time to put this shit to bed
Have some killers ruin gatherings we make the party spread
Crime scene see shattered glass and niggas shoes them niggas fled
So take back on what you said we turning niggas into shreds
Hurry up cus I cant wait I Carry weight a pound of rocks
Talk wit emphasis some menaces we love the sound of shots
Get some money be aware you know some niggas bound to plot
Drew some blood i be bloods they know I stay wit hounds a lot
Most these Niggas bitch made
Cut all ties switch blade
Late night catch em slippin
While they sipping feel we hit Spaid
Maybe it's the jackpot
Either way we cashing out
Opps I mean we crash out
I ain't have no stash spot
So momma found them crack rocks
Almost made her pass out
Extra rounds we pass out
Folks nem bring that Mac out
They want beef this stack house
I was on them yerks so I couldn't hurt
Don't make me lash out
I can get you first for what it's worth
I bring that bag out
Lil bro nem brazy mad house
I remember times when I was broke
Ain't cash route
Flip a pack I'll get it back
IHOP deals
You get a stack
No need aim some shit attached
I Hit his head fall in his lap
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Overcame the challenges he Sipping just to balance him
Praying to the lord but feel the demons come Right after him
Feelings inna canister champ and you the challenger
Know that this his year just pick a day right in the calendar
Nigga I aint regular they know I'm always caliber
We aint know bout much but we know bout 40 calibers
Youngings reckless cus we had to they don't know but it's all right
Night shifts we standing posted on that block like all night
Accerlation press the gas it's time to flex yea I just might
Celebration smoking gas flex on my ex yea I just might
Pitch black black item out of his clothes see flashing lights
Way before we played wit guns was chasing dudes and having fights
Police said that we was bugging 20 deep we all on bikes
I felt left up in a ditch the time is now so let's get right
This the trenches but im dwelling rapping ice to ease the swelling
Streets changing niggas bitches they ain't loyal niggas telling
Say it once I don't repeat so listen up and I aint yelling
Mention us you disappear go wit the wind your body smelling
Count from 7 down to 5 to down to 3 to down to 1
Kids is dreaming bout their goals but steady dying to the gun
I accept the pain that's how I gain and I will never run
Dark cloud on his head the weather change he see the sun
In the loop he a troop I need me a Bentley coupe
Come again we leave a whole like when we spin its hoola hoop
It was hard to grow the tree now it's easy growing roots
Hoes give a nigga pussy now he dead for knocking boots
I do shit like im a pro but i aint never rocking suits
No 2k we up the sliders shoot from far got attributes
I aint never ask for help but niggas steady asking you
Cuse me im just passing through the bag im hopping back into
Dissing us and you get hit and that's cause he was asking to
Going low we losing bullets ima send a package through
What you said time to put this shit to bed
Have some killers ruin gatherings we make the party spread
Crime scene see shattered glass and niggas shoes them niggas fled
So take back on what you said we turning niggas into shreds
Hurry up cus I cant wait I Carry weight a pound of rocks
Talk wit emphasis some menaces we love the sound of shots
Get some money be aware you know some niggas bound to plot
Drew some blood i be bloods they know I stay wit hounds a lot
Most these Niggas bitch made
Cut all ties switch blade
Late night catch em slippin
While they sipping feel we hit Spaid
Maybe it's the jackpot
Either way we cashing out
Opps I mean we crash out
I ain't have no stash spot
So momma found them crack rocks
Almost made her pass out
Extra rounds we pass out
Folks nem bring that Mac out
They want beef this stack house
I was on them yerks so I couldn't hurt
Don't make me lash out
I can get you first for what it's worth
I bring that bag out
Lil bro nem brazy mad house
I remember times when I was broke
Ain't cash route
Flip a pack I'll get it back
IHOP deals
You get a stack
No need aim some shit attached
I Hit his head fall in his lap
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Writer: Justice Livingston, Marcus Watson
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