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(albüm: A GANGSTA'S PAIN - 2021)


Watchu mean switch it up? This how I'm getting paid still
My lil' nigga caught him one, now he geeked up off that kill
If I let you sit behind me, I must love you for real, for real, for real

Waking up on my momma couch
Looking for a plug just to end the drought
Reggie pounds they was on the town
Might shot ya down keep a half a ounce
Just a lil' something to smoke with a hoe
I was dead broke, she couldn't tell though
Wearing my nigga shoes and my cousin clothes
But that was way before
Checks hitting now bitches hitting back
I'm against myself going tit for tat
Window walk the homes, having flash backs
Baby bottle full, not with similac
Ain't no sense in tryna clear it up
Let 'em feel how they wanna feel
Wanna grieve, can't though
They tryna say we got they brother killed (Shit crazy)
No trending that but working like it's beginning of that
I'll kill you with the truth before I lie
And if you want smoke, we blow that fire
How you gangsta but a humble guy?
'Cause I'm still tryna catch my blessings
Big stepper, I keep my weapon
I don't 'member last time I left it

Look at me, they see a threat
Look at me, they see a check
I guess that's how they read a nigga
Learning from the internet
All them kids, baby momma drama
Can't judge a book bye its cover
How you know me you ain't got my number?
Five years still no fumble

Watchu mean switch it up? This how I'm getting paid still
My lil' nigga caught him one, now he geeked up off that kill
And if I let you sit behind me, I must love you for real, for real, for real
Fuck it, if I let you come around me, I must know you forreal

Never down, I upper graded, bitches fuck who got a wave
Hope a nigga see the top before the day I see the grave
Balling with the same team of players I could never trade
The ones that went against me, regret it, they wish they never played
Sometimes you be moving too fast with no time to stash
Troopers lights flashed, pulled over with seven hunnid cash
I'm telling them Google me but they just tryna see ID
Food Saver saved me, they didn't even smell the half a P

You ain't sacrifice what I did, no off days, I missed birthdays
I be at my best whenever I'm mad or in a hurt phase
Forgive me if you met me on percs, them was the worst days
Currently I'm swimming in codeine, I'm on a surf wave

Watchu mean switch it up? This how I'm getting paid still
My lil' nigga caught him one, now he geeked up off that kill
And if I let you sit behind me, I must love you for real, for real, for real
Fuck it, if I let you come around me, I must know you forreal

Watchu mean switch it up? This how I'm getting paid still
My lil' nigga caught him one, now he geeked up off that kill
And if I let you sit behind me, I must love you for real, for real, for real
Fuck it, if I let you come around me, I must know you forreal

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