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DJ Swift on the
Say
Aye you can't let make you mad
say it like this,
how the fuck you don't want
controlling you, but you let that person make you
controlling you

What you do when you fall?
(I they all gone leave)
To all the left you alone
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry when nobody
is all on me
You stressing, you ain't got no
Had you a girl, but bitches ain't nothin'

off the porch in the streets, now you thuggin'
Went back to jail you steady kept rushing
Diamonds, they hang down the neck of cousin
Ain't you nothing, feel like "fuck it, you buster"
Ain't come in the clutch when you try to score
Death on your mind, you ain't bout nothing
with a nine, think bout sticking up something
Got jacked by your brother, he you with nothing

Ran up a check, when see you, you stunting
People who left, now you see they coming
Don't with them niggas, you know how they coming
think 'fore you move, if you, you go under
Shine on them cause blame you for their problems
Mad they ain't finish school for mama
Bitch my mama, he gone, go find him
knew love back then since a toddler
Turned to a killer, he him a chopper
Don't wanna talk if it bout no dollar
All for my name, you posted, they
Using you up the you done caught 'em

I done had some stood
me talking about the ones they with
You ain't got no morals, I know how you think but you shit
Be able to see through a and a hug
Prepare and protect your heart the fake love
Stay your money, don't go to no club
Respond wit' a answer, don't never shrug
No you is who say you was
Say you shit, you ain't nothing but a thug
Tell em think with they 'cause you don't give a fuck
Steady up cause you don't give a fuck
done, bitch, it's done

What you gone do when you
(I know all gone leave)
To all the one's left you
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry when nobody
is all on me (I'm strapped up)
You stressing, you ain't got no
You had you a girl, but these bitches ain't

Jumped off the porch in the streets, now you
Went back to jail cause you kept rushing
Diamonds, they hang down the of your cousin
Ain't throw you nothing, like "fuck it, you busted"
Ain't come in the clutch when you try to something
Death on mind, you ain't thinkin' bout nothing
Stay a nine, think bout sticking up something
Got jacked by your brother, he left you with

Take down, straight
Had to check the
shame, had to tell that bitch that's the bite down
Money coming, had to to tell that "right now"
Talking with no sense, had to tell that nigga down
Up with the TEC, had to make that nigga lay
Hit a nigga up, when he drop, he gone down
Go to make a drop, he leave, we gon' ride round
Nigga from the behind, tried the now and slide down
Thinking of the future I don't got restrictions
Looked at the bitch had to her it's my time now
I'mma keep you in the front, I leaving you behind now
Drop kick her not to be so fine now
Chopstick in a cross she gon' die now
Man what you mean me and bitch she diabolic
If I feel played bitch she gon' sly about it
Crash out, her in the streets she gon' cry about it
Don't know we official she don't when a nigga talk
I'mma blow a whistle you sleep on him talk
To this beat we gon' creep knowing that my 'bout it
Ben in any extras see me call it
going in no sense when a nigga talk
Got a long dick if you wanna say about it
a nigga better stay all on 'em
You it's all talk
You ain't hear me clear man I to say rip tongue...