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I said a nigga stressed
My chain ain't the only real up on my chest
I'm gettin' looks, still a young nigga fresh
Double overtime, but a young nigga blessed (amen)
And lately I know who to trust
It's me, myself and I and we all doin' us
I'm just tryna stay alive my hands out of cuffs
But when I in the streets, then I feel out of touch
And I hear niggas foul when I'm out of town
Soon as I down, I don't hear a sound
Niggas ain't givin' mugs, niggas pounds
Cause they I won't hesitate to put 'em in the ground, for real
If you know me then you know the
And know what I'm through then you know how I feel
I only got one gear, I don't know how to
Hov told me to relax, get to the mils
I will, but shit just got me
I lost my man and the treat me like I'm a suspect
And on and shit, I get enough threats
But they ain't bussin' no moves, just tough texts
got my moms worried, this what she fear
Ds at the door, she I'm not there
Just like I'm still trappin', man, all weird
She don't me out late, now she all scared
I be damned, mama, they who I am, mama
boys food, I eat 'em just like your ham, mama
On Thanksgivin', toys on me, but ain't
We been worse, this shit light like Blake Griffin
There's no danger, R.I.P.
Free the boy Ave, them is tryna hang ya
watched the news, I see that they tryna blame ya
But you know how I play, I'm slidin' just a Ranger
Cut the off a snake, one grow in its place
Feelin' like the Black when he wore number 8
Nobody safe, no passes, just shootin'
Straight savage, and y'all lookin' the Raptors
free T-Roy, but we're not alike
I'm more like Bruce Leroy, mixed a D-Boy
And sho'nuff, your boy up
Pressure make diamonds, and all froze up
no chucc
Ti-ti-time to put my in the dirt
Gotta come off the bench and niggas that work
I'm Tom Brady when Drew Bledsoe got
Had to get out my and get in my Birk (that's my bag)
Sorry for the delay, but I'm to play
Honestly, I was and had nothin' to say
Lost my and my homeboy in the same day
She back and he can't, that's where the pain weigh
Rob told me don't rap it if it ain't the heart (Rob Mark!)
But this shit my soul, I wrote this in the dark
They tellin' me not to stop, yo I even start
My really a movie, man, this is a part
These other dudes is actors, this my real
I never been a fraud, tell me what it feel
front, without bro, it don't feel right
But like a Harvard grad, my is real bright
Cut the head off a snake, one in its place
Feelin' like Brady way before they knew he was
But I won't deflate, it's no passes, shootin'
Straight savage, and I'm for you bastards
go time

We in Banga Fresh's
Young man, next in charge, man