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(Hook)
Trust issues got me being cautious, not
Niggas rollin' swishas, do I wanna hit it? Not
Blood in the streets for any one of my
I'm solo, I be striving with that 9 milli
I'mma make you kill me, I'mma make you me
I'm a type of real, I can't make you feel me
disrespect me, I'mma make you kill me
Made it to polices in my city, I'm already
(Verse)
Judicate, the housing where I'm is already boarded up
Don't go hard, it's hard, go as Starbuck, work, work it up
Don't come up to talk to us for nothing, is for rummy(?)
Been here in the streets, I see police, they don't protect and
Hands on the badge of a bad one, stretch him, make him
Young niggas go berserk, in pain, taking narcotics
Can't reside in south side, find nothing it
Nobody ever give us, taken, to robbin'
Education in the which came to my reviving
While on the move, the future, ain't no way around it
It's cool, caught up loo, take a break, I doubt it
Out to the flow, nothing else to say about it
(Hook)
Trust issues got me cautious, not friendly
rollin' swishas, do I wanna hit it? Not really
Blood in the streets for any one of my
I'm riding solo, I be striving that 9 milli
I'mma you kill me, I'mma make you kill me
I'm a different type or real, I make you feel me
Neva me, I'mma make you kill me
Made it to in my city, I'm already guilty
(Verse)
These things a don block, someone shot
Children make the news, small murders, that any got
He want some shoes, you fooled, you got around that
I don't like who be talking out of town
Solid object, gotta turn into profit, my pocket
optic going brr-brick-bra-brrra, my type of violence
Born a hustla, die a gangsta, why not in silence?
I'm the original my self, be no (???)
All these that come behind me, pulling out on sideways
Now the Impalas , braid with the auto cocker
Listenin' to
rappers are fuckin' liars
100 gang, on
Fire, fire, fire
(Hook)
Trust issues got me being cautious, not
Niggas rollin' swishas, do I wanna hit it? Not
Blood in the streets for any one of my
I'm solo, I be striving with that 9 milli
I'mma you kill me, I'mma make you kill me
I'm a different type or real, I make you feel me
Neva disrespect me, make you kill me
Made it to polices in my city, I'm already