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1:]
Gettin higher the soul of little Shaniya,
To the that killed her, hope you burn in fire.
I'm burnin on the strip, tryna get a grip,
Liquor in the cupholder, get a sip.
6 shots of Hennessey, I'm still strong.
Please numb me the bullshit that's goin on.
That girl was 5 years old they just murdered,
And did some shit to her that was unheard of,
You coward.
Ain't gotta em' go to Hell,
Cause that's the shit that make other niggas sick in Jail;
So you feel it.
Travel the reppin this city, know I'm gon kill it,
But yet a ain't got a clue... how I'm gon deal with
All the bullshit. sendin shots my way.
You put a hit out on me, think I'm gon stop? No way.
Gon have to kill me, or witness a nigga so filthy
Young, Black, and Wealthy, for that I'm guilty.
Still see all the shit.
It's funny somehow thought the money could it.
No matter how much dough you got you face it,
And to my niggas hope you in a better place,
If I make it holla...

See (See world, See world)
no good
See (See world, See world)
no good
No matter how I hate and rewinds
Can't escape the that's trapped in my mind
See (See world, See world)
no good

[Verse 2: J.
Yeah I got a chip on my shoulder the size of a nugget
The industry overlook me for that I be grudges
take a chance on me
Suddenly it's, oh you it
get a cole feature that's gon put you over budget
Picture broke with no pot to piss in
And then suddenly your is your competition
to be God to me, slowly losing my religion
As these notes from my composition turn the compositions
Put it out and hope the World
We sippin' liquor for the pain that the World
We had dreams just to make it up the pole
Just to find out that out heroes some ass holes
Y'all don't hear me, maybe you had the World figured out
When niggas go from singing our songs to waiting on you
Bout a later the same ones be hatin' on you
Every other record rappers be faking on you
We singing songs but we know that ain't
We know you gotta make the pay you
Cause either you play the game or watch the play you
And be that broke talkin bout "I stay true"