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(album: My Feelings - 2022)


Maybe you can find a nigga like this
They ain't getting money like this
Cause they ain't getting weapons like this
Maybe you can find a nigga like this

Shawty said I'm outta pocket, baby stop it, I'm on another profit
Why I told you, "Don't get too attached to me"
But I told you how I'm rocking I got to keep me a rocket
I'm from Stockon on the south side of streets
Ayy, don't you worry 'bout a problem cause I'm good at keeping secrets, matter of fact everything I do discreet
And I could always keep a promise, but I ain't always honest
But for reasons, I can only keep to me
That just the sound of my Glock when a nigga sending shots
So you know I got to keep it on me
And I got a couple niggas on their block sending shots at your top
Put you on a white tee
Cause momma I'm a thug
Yes, I just struck some luck
Cause where a nigga from it usually gets you stuck
I got bands in the cut, got the pole in the tuck
I'ma crip not a blood, still yelling, "free my thugs"

Know you been looking for a minute, like it's missing
Pay attention and you listen
Maybe you could find a nigga like this
Give a fuck about them bitches and them niggas
Let 'em mention it's ridiculous
They ain't getting money like this
And we got 'em pencils with the switches that be flipping niggas edges
Cause they ain't getting weapons like this
Know you been looking for a minute, like it's missing
Pay attention and you listen
Maybe you could find a nigga like this

Momma asking if I'm living right
I told her "I can't live without a pipe"
Sticks and stones can break your bones but shells will take your life
I'm not the type to fight against an army with just sticks and knives
Can't pick the fights
Lord protect me from this way of life
Red lights, check your mirrors, don't get piped here
I'm from a place you might forget how your heart feel
Ain't flipping packs, I flipped a load and made him cartwheel
8 block, and I seen it all start here
Voices in my head
Who I agree on?
If God don't answer back, who I believe on?
Rather do the squeezing than for me to get squeezed on
All you niggas peons
Name a nigga who put me on
This shit is crazy
Unpredictable
Never know when you gon' have to kill an individual
Wise man told me it's all about residual
Once you getting out, eventually this shit will get to you

Know you been looking for a minute, like it's missing
Pay attention and you listen
Maybe you could find a nigga like this
Give a fuck about them bitches and them niggas
Let 'em mention it's ridiculous
They ain't getting money like this
And we got 'em pencils with the switches that be flipping niggas edges
Cause they ain't getting weapons like this
Know you been looking for a minute, like it's missing
Pay attention and you listen
Maybe you could find a nigga like this

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