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DJ Swift on the
Say
Aye you can't let nobody you mad
I'ma say it this,
how the fuck you don't want
controlling you, but you let that person you mad?
They you

What you do when you fall?
(I know all gone leave)
To all the left you alone
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry nobody around
is all on me
You stressing, you got no money
Had you a girl, but these bitches nothin'

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

Ran up a check, when they see you, you
People who left, now you see they coming
Don't fuck them niggas, you know how they coming
Gotta think you move, if you, you go under
Shine on them cause they blame you for problems
Mad they finish school for they mama
called my mama, he gone, go find him
Never knew love back then a toddler
Turned to a killer, he him a chopper
Don't talk if it ain't bout no dollar
All for my name, you posted, they
Using you up the point you caught 'em

I done had some stood
around me talking the ones they with
You ain't got no morals, I how you think but you ain't shit
Be able to see through a and a hug
Prepare and protect your heart from the love
Stay bout money, don't go to no club
Respond wit' a answer, don't just shrug
No you is who say you was
Say you ain't shit, you ain't nothing but a
Tell em think with they dick you don't give a fuck
Steady up cause you don't give a fuck
It's done, bitch, it's

What you gone do you fall?
(I know all gone leave)
To all the left you alone
(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 bitches ain't nothing

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

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