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CHORUS: Why do I do these of things addicted to commotion/ overdosin off emotions/ doctor bring my new results in. REPEATx1

1 [Playalitical]
Either you get it or your thrown in
so our jewels are our show and tell
to show when lifes goin
or down the tubes and slow on
our whips are like our hearts
the honor for war and marks
some are sleepin the shoots
some are blinding by the
our are cherrys on the cake
faces for various ranks
ones roll wit dude tryin
fake always mary banks
our raps are our from the jungle
lions tigers cops and
the kings of course are always
cowards is always punchy.

CHORUS: Why do I do these type of things addicted to commotion/ overdosin off emotions/ doctor bring my new results in.

Verse 2 [Young
I maintain wit a military state of
vendetta my niggas got structure
true life Mafioso
the neighborhood im taught me all that rucus
keepin my to the concrete glisten
homies in the house cookin in the kitchen
my they call me little dennis the menace
to start shit first one to finish
im comin up outta the cut and ready to buck a nigga slippin
Devon the Don King gangsta
pound for pound im putin it down town to town never gangsta
and make me call up my squad
killers that shoot to the to the squad
to my gut when it comes to the law
we banging on police this the mob/ what.
CHORUS: Why do I do these type of things addicted to commotion/ overdosin off emotions/ doctor bring my new in. REPEATx1

Verse 3
Im like 2012 to cults
this ratchet here don't bolts
you know the I buy in bulk
see the sniper your gulps
life is so time is precious
stop the hes being reckless
me off your sucka checklist
time to leave pick an exit
what a stupid to make
your gonna see the over 16 ounces
all you had to do was
your lousy at this write your
try hard not to piss your
I hate these type of jobs
all these little slimy
try to heist my mob.

CHORUS: Why do I do these type of things addicted to overdosin off emotions/ doctor bring my new results in. REPEATx1

4 [Young Droop]
My brain wit so many things
sometimes to it got me over the edge
wicked thoughts stuck in my
got me walking around town im half ass dead
callin shots still poppin glocks
still smoking pot still game
everybody and they know my name
yea they wonder if I still bang
play the as a beast in the streets
wit most the type of that el spook ya
them kritikal that will do ya
don't let that guy image fool ya
I came from the gutter ask my mother
you wana just ask my brothas
if you don't believe it what can I say
the world im on some otha.

CHORUS: Why do I do these type of things addicted to commotion/ off emotions/ doctor bring my new results in. REPEATx1