Feel
If your hoped we wouldn't it, fuck you (Fuck you) Talk with a full of hatred, fuck you (Fuck you) And you we wouldn't cake it, fuck you (Fuck you) Only my man is sacred, cocksucker, fuck you
Yo, everybody's a that's why I try to keep the grass cut So I can see 'em when coming then I heat they ass up 'Cuz them niggas that you went to school Will catch you while you in new whip And turn your brains into Whip
Niggas that you running 'round ass with Ain't help you do nothing but carry your casket Got the nerve to ask Kiss why I smoke so And how I'm such a young nigga that seem to so much
you was running round pumping for niggas I was and you still pumping for niggas I'm coming visiting You heard, L O X through in a yellow Lex
And hop out with the Air Force One's with checks And you to see me Dolo, icing the Rolo Burner under the Polo, a lot of is homos style niggas never down with me Type go to the bathroom, sit down and pee
empty your house, back of your cribs, smacking your kids Bullets going through your leather, cracking your Don't even hit me on my hip if I give you a call And I ain't got a phone number, I live on the road
Now I'm getting bigger Conference calls with bigger Bigger bracelets with begets Fuck
All I do is get and think of faving you all Motherfuckers hit 'cha knees and pray to the Lord I'd die today than live tomorrow Then watch you crab just steal and ball
Put in my work, you might get put in a Funeral time, everybody the corpse Learn the ropes, stone rip if you soft, you me off Call me S.P., and I spit on your
You can die 'coz this might happen to me But I'ma still happen to be, the 3 Fuck with bitches that be wrappin' the And the that bug over drug money, clappin' the D
in the breeze, 9 in the boot, full of trees 1 in the morning, me with a gun on the corner Let you know it's all real and you can if you wanna I understand, it dog, die in the can
I say you pussy, you won't die for your man As as your left, niggas trip, fell into death touch you, only thing else to say is fuck you
A-yo, y'all ain't hardcore, all my niggas is homicide What you know about shot, letting the drip dry Letting the fly, seeing sparks whiz by Putting a M A S H on niggas like Klinger and
So soft you mushy, I blast your shit is gushy be the head Cat in the Broadway play, you pussy Fuck Sheek, Ouija board spell death You can talk that beef shit, I hope deep shit
Be as deep as you the fucking cement Or you can deep sea dive, with no scuba I'll drown you with your snorkel on, bitch, breathe out of Whole team rich, never seen a summer this
Baking hot, and you can sled ride down my wrist, neck and When it comes to coke, I can make a snowman, Play in this make a angel with it And I give a fuck about that 380 that y'all share
the 10 y'all with the same 8 bullets from last year When I I use snubs, denim flee in the spot The I write with need a oven glove, my shit so hot I want the most, only work when it's next to my post
Fuck a present gimme a yacht master, bezzy Then I'm good when I'm in the hood and I'm on the You got a gut feeling about shit, nigga, that you shot, what
If you hoped we wouldn't it, fuck you Talk a heart full of hatred, fuck you And you said we cake it, fuck you Only my blood is sacred, cocksucker, fuck you
tell you in your face, fuck you Pull it off my waist, hit you up, you And you die on the street, fuck you Whoever sad at the funeral, fuck them too