She a bad lil bitch
My lil trappin side kick
When the time come
Yea I know she passing me the clip
Told a nigga have a heart
But I don't think it exists
Gotta room full of bitches
In they fashion nova fits
It got me
Dedicated
That ass
Is motivation
It shake
I orchestrate it
She learn
From demonstrations
Her friends
Are down and waiting
And they ready to go
I keep the twins loaded on me
So they ready to blow
Like I got tunnel vision
Intuition
Bitches having competitions
All cuz they wanna be a star
But it's wishful thinkin
Here's the reason
I'm the reason
Niggas bout to end they season
I got ties
Inner demons
Niggas better call a decon
Niggas boutta rise up
Cuz the choir finna get to singin
Boutta drop my verses in the book
And then We bless the readin
Wake up in the booth Sunday morning
Then I get to preachin
Had to hit a nigga
With the sham god
Boy don't get to reachin
Yea
Even though I'm late
I promise
Greatness honest
Nigga had to break the bindings
Chose the pen
And got to writing
If I ever wanna pick the benz
And get to signing
Imma have to praise the ones
That keep me fighting
Because they help me improvise
A key to life
That we gone have to beat The odds
It's only right
I lettem feast
We raise the hell
And keep the peace
I keep a leash
Don't make me unleash the beast
I keep that iron on me
So don't make me slide
To crease
Just die in peace
I brought the piece
I load the pain
Then cock release
I know the game
Won't take defeat
Yea I'm Sorry but there's no retreat
There's no escape
There's no mistakes
Yea a nigga had to make a way
Just ride with a nigga
You know imma pave the way
I look up thinking
Imma have to save the day
It got me
Dedicated
That ass
Is motivation
It shake
I orchestrate it
She learn
From demonstrations
Her friends
Are down and waiting
And they ready to go
I keep the twins loaded on me
So they ready to blow
Hesitation
Bet not be no hesitation
I got all my niggas stationed
And I'd hate to keep'em waitin
Got the llama going crazy
He ain't take his medication
So Here lies
Your hopes your dreams and aspirations
Imma go and get it nigga
I ain't never had the patience
Heard he broke but selling drugs
Guess he never had the patience
Said she think that she in love
Guess she need some ventilation
But it's nothing for a thug
I adapt to situations
It gets ruthless
Oh yea
Family reunion
Go head
Gotta watch her
Because my nina going stupid
God damn
Lil tommy
Cousin draco
Those my shooters
In hand
Grab a brick and load it up
Cuz things are moving as planned
We dedicated
And money motivated
My gun is automatic
My heart is automated
It's murder that she wrote
So murders what I made it
It's blood on the pages
A god in the making
I'm f*cked up
I'm faded
I'm f*cked up
I'm faded and f*cked up
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She a bad lil bitch
My lil trappin side kick
When the time come
Yea I know she passing me the clip
Told a nigga have a heart
But I don't think it exists
Gotta room full of bitches
In they fashion nova fits
It got me
Dedicated
That ass
Is motivation
It shake
I orchestrate it
She learn
From demonstrations
Her friends
Are down and waiting
And they ready to go
I keep the twins loaded on me
So they ready to blow
Like I got tunnel vision
Intuition
Bitches having competitions
All cuz they wanna be a star
But it's wishful thinkin
Here's the reason
I'm the reason
Niggas bout to end they season
I got ties
Inner demons
Niggas better call a decon
Niggas boutta rise up
Cuz the choir finna get to singin
Boutta drop my verses in the book
And then We bless the readin
Wake up in the booth Sunday morning
Then I get to preachin
Had to hit a nigga
With the sham god
Boy don't get to reachin
Yea
Even though I'm late
I promise
Greatness honest
Nigga had to break the bindings
Chose the pen
And got to writing
If I ever wanna pick the benz
And get to signing
Imma have to praise the ones
That keep me fighting
Because they help me improvise
A key to life
That we gone have to beat The odds
It's only right
I lettem feast
We raise the hell
And keep the peace
I keep a leash
Don't make me unleash the beast
I keep that iron on me
So don't make me slide
To crease
Just die in peace
I brought the piece
I load the pain
Then cock release
I know the game
Won't take defeat
Yea I'm Sorry but there's no retreat
There's no escape
There's no mistakes
Yea a nigga had to make a way
Just ride with a nigga
You know imma pave the way
I look up thinking
Imma have to save the day
It got me
Dedicated
That ass
Is motivation
It shake
I orchestrate it
She learn
From demonstrations
Her friends
Are down and waiting
And they ready to go
I keep the twins loaded on me
So they ready to blow
Hesitation
Bet not be no hesitation
I got all my niggas stationed
And I'd hate to keep'em waitin
Got the llama going crazy
He ain't take his medication
So Here lies
Your hopes your dreams and aspirations
Imma go and get it nigga
I ain't never had the patience
Heard he broke but selling drugs
Guess he never had the patience
Said she think that she in love
Guess she need some ventilation
But it's nothing for a thug
I adapt to situations
It gets ruthless
Oh yea
Family reunion
Go head
Gotta watch her
Because my nina going stupid
God damn
Lil tommy
Cousin draco
Those my shooters
In hand
Grab a brick and load it up
Cuz things are moving as planned
We dedicated
And money motivated
My gun is automatic
My heart is automated
It's murder that she wrote
So murders what I made it
It's blood on the pages
A god in the making
I'm f*cked up
I'm faded
I'm f*cked up
I'm faded and f*cked up
My lil trappin side kick
When the time come
Yea I know she passing me the clip
Told a nigga have a heart
But I don't think it exists
Gotta room full of bitches
In they fashion nova fits
It got me
Dedicated
That ass
Is motivation
It shake
I orchestrate it
She learn
From demonstrations
Her friends
Are down and waiting
And they ready to go
I keep the twins loaded on me
So they ready to blow
Like I got tunnel vision
Intuition
Bitches having competitions
All cuz they wanna be a star
But it's wishful thinkin
Here's the reason
I'm the reason
Niggas bout to end they season
I got ties
Inner demons
Niggas better call a decon
Niggas boutta rise up
Cuz the choir finna get to singin
Boutta drop my verses in the book
And then We bless the readin
Wake up in the booth Sunday morning
Then I get to preachin
Had to hit a nigga
With the sham god
Boy don't get to reachin
Yea
Even though I'm late
I promise
Greatness honest
Nigga had to break the bindings
Chose the pen
And got to writing
If I ever wanna pick the benz
And get to signing
Imma have to praise the ones
That keep me fighting
Because they help me improvise
A key to life
That we gone have to beat The odds
It's only right
I lettem feast
We raise the hell
And keep the peace
I keep a leash
Don't make me unleash the beast
I keep that iron on me
So don't make me slide
To crease
Just die in peace
I brought the piece
I load the pain
Then cock release
I know the game
Won't take defeat
Yea I'm Sorry but there's no retreat
There's no escape
There's no mistakes
Yea a nigga had to make a way
Just ride with a nigga
You know imma pave the way
I look up thinking
Imma have to save the day
It got me
Dedicated
That ass
Is motivation
It shake
I orchestrate it
She learn
From demonstrations
Her friends
Are down and waiting
And they ready to go
I keep the twins loaded on me
So they ready to blow
Hesitation
Bet not be no hesitation
I got all my niggas stationed
And I'd hate to keep'em waitin
Got the llama going crazy
He ain't take his medication
So Here lies
Your hopes your dreams and aspirations
Imma go and get it nigga
I ain't never had the patience
Heard he broke but selling drugs
Guess he never had the patience
Said she think that she in love
Guess she need some ventilation
But it's nothing for a thug
I adapt to situations
It gets ruthless
Oh yea
Family reunion
Go head
Gotta watch her
Because my nina going stupid
God damn
Lil tommy
Cousin draco
Those my shooters
In hand
Grab a brick and load it up
Cuz things are moving as planned
We dedicated
And money motivated
My gun is automatic
My heart is automated
It's murder that she wrote
So murders what I made it
It's blood on the pages
A god in the making
I'm f*cked up
I'm faded
I'm f*cked up
I'm faded and f*cked up
Writer: Dontae Lee
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