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Abra Cadabra

Begging Flexxing Stressing

 

Begging Flexxing Stressing

(album: Product Of My Environment - 2020)


No problem, no problem
(LikkleDotz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Guns, we got a lot of those
That's just something that you're used to when you're on the roads
Have you ever used your trigger finger? Let me know
Have you ever tried to hit a nigga with the pole?
Drugs, we got a lot of those
Need the money so I had to sell it close to home
Have you ever seen a local nitty overdose?
Been through all these struggles on my own

Little nigga, I ain't begging, begging you
I ain't stressing, stressing you
And I'm flexing, flexing on you
Who be stressing, stressing you?
Little nigga, I ain't begging, begging you
I ain't stressing, stressing you
And I'm flexing, flexing on you
You gon' wish you never did me wrong, yeah

Why these niggas wanna fuck with me? I don't fuck with 'em
I don't really want no new friends, I don't trust niggas
It was only on the streets that we learned to bust triggers
Niggas try to take my life, me, I'm shocked fi dem
There was an outsider on this glide so we glide again
If they pull another stunt then we glide again
Only when a nigga drops, when the gliding ends
They don't ever understand how we feel (We feel)
Madness ain't the reason why we kill (We kill)
I wish that my nigga could be here (Be here)
Keep this pain in so much, I think I breathe tears (Breathe tears)
I remember that night when my soul died
Got the phone call on the block on the night
I remember that night, I was so high
Couldn't even tell you 'bout the pain when I cried
Lord knows that I felt so low, that I felt so low
And it weren't the first time in my life that I lost my homie
(R.I.P Josh, Kobe, Nisha, you know the ting, O)

Little nigga, I ain't begging, begging you
I ain't stressing, stressing you
And I'm flexing, flexing on you
Who be stressing, stressing you?
Little nigga, I ain't begging, begging you
I ain't stressing, stressing you
And I'm flexing, flexing on you
You gon' wish you never did me wrong

(LikkleDotz)

done

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