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i just shot lil mama and her friends
i just put two groupies in a benz
got a couple ends i gotta tend to
got a couple friendships i should end too
i just broke my baby’s heart again
gotta take a loss or two to win
light another backwood like a candle
play your role, don’t make me get you handled
who he think he scarin’ i don’t know
all i know is i can get him gone
people fade & b-tches come and go
better days i see them when i smoke
i been going through it on the low
faith & pray cause n-ggas really hoes
n-ggas tough until they end up missin’
that’s the sh-t that thеy forgot to mention

so what you gone do when thеy knock on the door with the warrant
and you got the sack in the back?
i went to jail with no shirt no cap
i went to jail with no socks & no shoes
i went to h-ll with my demons came back with designer
and white b-tch in red bottoms shootin’ it
emptied the clip, i ain’t talkin’ bout hoopin’
b-tch said she hungry i said i got nougat
no snickers
cause i got no love life to give her
tell a b-tch i’m so cold i give santa shivers
ain’t talkin’ no dough, i can’t catch up with you
n-ggas say they won’t fold til that pressure hit him
i speak in bold never capital
i tell a b-tch keep it rational
try to act natural
i’m causin’ damage, collateral
smoke out the p and get magical

i just shot lil mama and her friends
i just put two groupies in a benz
got a couple ends i gotta tend to
got a couple friendships i should end too
i just broke my baby’s heart again
gotta take a loss or two to win
light another backwood like a candle
play your role, don’t make me get you handled
who he think he scarin’ i don’t know
all i know is i can get him gone
people fade & b-tches come and go
better days i see them when i smoke
i been going through it on the low
faith & pray cause n-ggas really hoes
n-ggas tough until they end up missin’
that’s the sh-t that they forgot to mention

that’s why i slide for the gang
n-ggas don’t really, n-ggas don’t really ride for the gang
so i’m yellin’ westside, eastside throw it up
b side, c side, throw it up
i’m in the trap poppin’ pills with some bunnies
i’m in the trap stackin’ all of this money
bet her neck snap when i walk in the building
god bless the trap, i’m just feeding my children
god bless the trap and the gifts i been given
god bless the traders, but i can forgive ‘em
bridges burned, i still had tunnel vision
for the turn of them tables, i pray over dinner
b-tches be hoes & saints be sinners
custom forgi’s cause i wanted spinners

i just shot lil mama and her friends
i just put two groupies in a benz
got a couple ends i gotta tend to
got a couple friendships i should end too
i just broke my baby’s heart again
gotta take a loss or two to win
light another backwood like a candle
play your role, don’t make me get you handled
who he think he scarin’ i don’t know
all i know is i can get him gone
people fade & b-tches come and go
better days i see them when i smoke
i been going through it on the low
faith & pray cause n-ggas really hoes
n-ggas tough until they end up missin’
that’s the sh-t that they forgot to mention

- sptmbr

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