9 shots I'm not the type that you should play around
Told the lil homie stay dangerous they tryna gun em down
Stitch lip they thought they could break em he wouldnt make a sound
Judge still gave em a L soomn ta think about
Prosecutor pushin the issue like it was personal
So I'mma continue ta push this pistol till it's hurtin em
Losers wanna work wit em bitches finna flirt wit em
Blade runnin baby go milk a trick till you squirtin em
You have no idea what it's like ta live a life of sin
Daily bread forgive me father I'm just tryna make amends
Drivin in a stolen benz I crash then I start ta spin
Bouncin out the traff cause I ain't goin to that box again
I do it for my brothas who carried me when I fell off
No answer when I called from the box and now I'm well off
These niggas sellin out for some bitches I'd rather sell off
Payment get collected then the package getting mailed off
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
Really fightin depression can't nobody see what's hurtin me
Poppin Alla these pills think these perkys doin surgery
Blood shed on my hands violence just brought the worst in me
Lately I feel like all the bad decisions really cursing me
Feelin for you is MMainy I ain't think that I had feelins
I know you don't like that love shit don't think I'm less appealin
Girl you know I go ape all my life I been a villain
I don't wanna shut you up I just really need you ta listen
I ain't tryna be ya man lil baby just understand
I'm just tryna touch a bag hope we thinkin the same plan
I remember we kids we would play in the same sand
Now I'm out here touchin bands you goin out wit ya friends
Remember i got lock you told me you really cared for me
Said you had emotions so why you was never there for me
I was in a box niggas same was actin scared of me
Body lined in chalk he shouldnt of been aware of me
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
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9 shots I'm not the type that you should play around
Told the lil homie stay dangerous they tryna gun em down
Stitch lip they thought they could break em he wouldnt make a sound
Judge still gave em a L soomn ta think about
Prosecutor pushin the issue like it was personal
So I'mma continue ta push this pistol till it's hurtin em
Losers wanna work wit em bitches finna flirt wit em
Blade runnin baby go milk a trick till you squirtin em
You have no idea what it's like ta live a life of sin
Daily bread forgive me father I'm just tryna make amends
Drivin in a stolen benz I crash then I start ta spin
Bouncin out the traff cause I ain't goin to that box again
I do it for my brothas who carried me when I fell off
No answer when I called from the box and now I'm well off
These niggas sellin out for some bitches I'd rather sell off
Payment get collected then the package getting mailed off
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
Really fightin depression can't nobody see what's hurtin me
Poppin Alla these pills think these perkys doin surgery
Blood shed on my hands violence just brought the worst in me
Lately I feel like all the bad decisions really cursing me
Feelin for you is MMainy I ain't think that I had feelins
I know you don't like that love shit don't think I'm less appealin
Girl you know I go ape all my life I been a villain
I don't wanna shut you up I just really need you ta listen
I ain't tryna be ya man lil baby just understand
I'm just tryna touch a bag hope we thinkin the same plan
I remember we kids we would play in the same sand
Now I'm out here touchin bands you goin out wit ya friends
Remember i got lock you told me you really cared for me
Said you had emotions so why you was never there for me
I was in a box niggas same was actin scared of me
Body lined in chalk he shouldnt of been aware of me
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
Told the lil homie stay dangerous they tryna gun em down
Stitch lip they thought they could break em he wouldnt make a sound
Judge still gave em a L soomn ta think about
Prosecutor pushin the issue like it was personal
So I'mma continue ta push this pistol till it's hurtin em
Losers wanna work wit em bitches finna flirt wit em
Blade runnin baby go milk a trick till you squirtin em
You have no idea what it's like ta live a life of sin
Daily bread forgive me father I'm just tryna make amends
Drivin in a stolen benz I crash then I start ta spin
Bouncin out the traff cause I ain't goin to that box again
I do it for my brothas who carried me when I fell off
No answer when I called from the box and now I'm well off
These niggas sellin out for some bitches I'd rather sell off
Payment get collected then the package getting mailed off
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
Really fightin depression can't nobody see what's hurtin me
Poppin Alla these pills think these perkys doin surgery
Blood shed on my hands violence just brought the worst in me
Lately I feel like all the bad decisions really cursing me
Feelin for you is MMainy I ain't think that I had feelins
I know you don't like that love shit don't think I'm less appealin
Girl you know I go ape all my life I been a villain
I don't wanna shut you up I just really need you ta listen
I ain't tryna be ya man lil baby just understand
I'm just tryna touch a bag hope we thinkin the same plan
I remember we kids we would play in the same sand
Now I'm out here touchin bands you goin out wit ya friends
Remember i got lock you told me you really cared for me
Said you had emotions so why you was never there for me
I was in a box niggas same was actin scared of me
Body lined in chalk he shouldnt of been aware of me
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
F*ck all that talking baby put it in a Louie bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You f*ck with Bitches and them Niggas that we loomin at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
Writer: Kwame Matthews
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