Ya I been in it for a while ya I've seen shit
I'm just tryina find the ones that I can eat with
This world is crazy all these niggas wanna beef with
But I'm just tryina find the girl that I can sleep with
Cuz niggas talkin on their brothers to the jakes then
I'm just lurkin in the jungle with these snakes man
But music is the antidote if I'm ever bit
So I ain't worried bout them switchin all their lanes again
I fell in love then I fell back into my dark pit
My body hurts I'm feelin numb from all this drug shit
And if he snitchin on my brother imma call a hit
It's LNS it's EBG and you ain't playin it
Always keep my circle small they'll give you facelifts
I just bought my self a Draco with a K clip
If you talkin imma hit you with the drumstick
Then imma get back on the beat I hear the drums hit
When I say that imma make it imma mean it
Why you talkin bout my money you ain't seen it
You a witness imma make sure you ain't seen shit
Finesse you bitch I call for ransom best believe it
Ya I got shooters I got snipers on the rooftops
Fineese your pack I run it up I'm totin big glocks
Ya my name hold weight cuz I be on top
When the bitches hear my name they f*ck the whole block
East side crucified see the pain in my eyes
I've been down come inside you can bring me to life
I'm dead shit cant feel only white in my eyes
You better run you better hid cuz you be out of your time
Where you at smokin black I'm up I'm runnin these laps
Take her back and break her back only f*ck for the sack
I ain't feelin life is wack better get on the track
I'm in the booth I'm in the stu' and I be makin these racks
Bitch why you got a problem I already hit from the back
I'm totin uzi's bigger guns cuz we got armies we strapped
Interrogation I ain't speakin I ain't tell em the facts
When I pull up I see the opps I hit em right in they head
I do it for the family so watch I'm dumpin the lead
The marijuana coke and dope up on the digital scale
I'm only livin for this music lost my digital head
They runnin back and forth I see them mad I see these niggas all scared
But I won't take a life unless they tryina take all my bread
I cherish livin even tho I want a round in my head
That dirty 30 pour a deuce up then I'm goin to bed
I tired of these niggas thinkin they can make it ahead
(But I won't take a life unless they tryina take all my bread
I cherish livin even tho I want a round in my head
That dirty 30 pour a deuce up then I'm goin to bed
I tired of these niggas thinkin they can make it ahead)
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Ya I been in it for a while ya I've seen shit
I'm just tryina find the ones that I can eat with
This world is crazy all these niggas wanna beef with
But I'm just tryina find the girl that I can sleep with
Cuz niggas talkin on their brothers to the jakes then
I'm just lurkin in the jungle with these snakes man
But music is the antidote if I'm ever bit
So I ain't worried bout them switchin all their lanes again
I fell in love then I fell back into my dark pit
My body hurts I'm feelin numb from all this drug shit
And if he snitchin on my brother imma call a hit
It's LNS it's EBG and you ain't playin it
Always keep my circle small they'll give you facelifts
I just bought my self a Draco with a K clip
If you talkin imma hit you with the drumstick
Then imma get back on the beat I hear the drums hit
When I say that imma make it imma mean it
Why you talkin bout my money you ain't seen it
You a witness imma make sure you ain't seen shit
Finesse you bitch I call for ransom best believe it
Ya I got shooters I got snipers on the rooftops
Fineese your pack I run it up I'm totin big glocks
Ya my name hold weight cuz I be on top
When the bitches hear my name they f*ck the whole block
East side crucified see the pain in my eyes
I've been down come inside you can bring me to life
I'm dead shit cant feel only white in my eyes
You better run you better hid cuz you be out of your time
Where you at smokin black I'm up I'm runnin these laps
Take her back and break her back only f*ck for the sack
I ain't feelin life is wack better get on the track
I'm in the booth I'm in the stu' and I be makin these racks
Bitch why you got a problem I already hit from the back
I'm totin uzi's bigger guns cuz we got armies we strapped
Interrogation I ain't speakin I ain't tell em the facts
When I pull up I see the opps I hit em right in they head
I do it for the family so watch I'm dumpin the lead
The marijuana coke and dope up on the digital scale
I'm only livin for this music lost my digital head
They runnin back and forth I see them mad I see these niggas all scared
But I won't take a life unless they tryina take all my bread
I cherish livin even tho I want a round in my head
That dirty 30 pour a deuce up then I'm goin to bed
I tired of these niggas thinkin they can make it ahead
(But I won't take a life unless they tryina take all my bread
I cherish livin even tho I want a round in my head
That dirty 30 pour a deuce up then I'm goin to bed
I tired of these niggas thinkin they can make it ahead)
I'm just tryina find the ones that I can eat with
This world is crazy all these niggas wanna beef with
But I'm just tryina find the girl that I can sleep with
Cuz niggas talkin on their brothers to the jakes then
I'm just lurkin in the jungle with these snakes man
But music is the antidote if I'm ever bit
So I ain't worried bout them switchin all their lanes again
I fell in love then I fell back into my dark pit
My body hurts I'm feelin numb from all this drug shit
And if he snitchin on my brother imma call a hit
It's LNS it's EBG and you ain't playin it
Always keep my circle small they'll give you facelifts
I just bought my self a Draco with a K clip
If you talkin imma hit you with the drumstick
Then imma get back on the beat I hear the drums hit
When I say that imma make it imma mean it
Why you talkin bout my money you ain't seen it
You a witness imma make sure you ain't seen shit
Finesse you bitch I call for ransom best believe it
Ya I got shooters I got snipers on the rooftops
Fineese your pack I run it up I'm totin big glocks
Ya my name hold weight cuz I be on top
When the bitches hear my name they f*ck the whole block
East side crucified see the pain in my eyes
I've been down come inside you can bring me to life
I'm dead shit cant feel only white in my eyes
You better run you better hid cuz you be out of your time
Where you at smokin black I'm up I'm runnin these laps
Take her back and break her back only f*ck for the sack
I ain't feelin life is wack better get on the track
I'm in the booth I'm in the stu' and I be makin these racks
Bitch why you got a problem I already hit from the back
I'm totin uzi's bigger guns cuz we got armies we strapped
Interrogation I ain't speakin I ain't tell em the facts
When I pull up I see the opps I hit em right in they head
I do it for the family so watch I'm dumpin the lead
The marijuana coke and dope up on the digital scale
I'm only livin for this music lost my digital head
They runnin back and forth I see them mad I see these niggas all scared
But I won't take a life unless they tryina take all my bread
I cherish livin even tho I want a round in my head
That dirty 30 pour a deuce up then I'm goin to bed
I tired of these niggas thinkin they can make it ahead
(But I won't take a life unless they tryina take all my bread
I cherish livin even tho I want a round in my head
That dirty 30 pour a deuce up then I'm goin to bed
I tired of these niggas thinkin they can make it ahead)
Writer: Adnan Benedict
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid