(boah) The d o a gang had adressed that I snitched it must of been for the better but semesters terms I’ll be hiding guns inside my sweater you could’ve tossed me one grand C blu my bro I was doing bad (dang) I was down on my ass we were like batman and robin for you I swore I’d stay real same with the rest of gang eighth block we were droppin spinning blocks we’d leave it in flames real pain but I never knew you’d shame unpredictable just like the bible always the same unless you wanted to change on the block had to adapt with my rifle can’t find a smart path I move like my idle (me) there's no remorse in the streets just a couple disciples wounded heros insight when I steer through the night their lives on the line blinking slow filled with might until I reach a light like asking am I home what I did was down bad and I’m knowing it all niggas could’ve at least rang my phone (blam) blow me some glow giving a couple of calls I gave em to y’all according to them I was working with feds the name is set da trend I don’t make amends every block that I bent it was me and twin in a two seater (fax) I didn’t see much shots but either way I keep a heater for the heat in which our fallen soldiers received they can’t mess me up any further thunderstorms under my sleeves following the norms is some shit I don’t please to cease its life as its changed in my own lane morning days in a shifty game I can clearly take the blame stocking ammo for my name while dressed in camo a legend who’ll ball bet you’ll see me on the map hoe (yo) Like i mentioned earlier set da trend don’t make amends slip up and I’m hurting ya stock up on glocks wrap them in a box ygk I’m not dirty but I’m wiping opps snot look out for the cops pigs want you locked I indeed snitched now I’ve got it on lock Fight fire with flames heating up while in the streets it’s not a game (nah) release hellish rain fed boys they want me dead I am insane in the membraine but I won’t let them take my name for fame I am up trusting no one only myself all the opps getting touched roll whoever’s top of the shelf its for the better if injured I’m still pleading hell go ask about the long climb I did it myself if they talk on naz I’m fucking blitzing cop cars fuck sha ek he is a bum nevertheless I never got shot in my butt (what the fuck) Ima hand out belts im making him run goons let B diddy suffer now his ass is down under was a baller on field but he lacked with no jumper take a trip to eighth side for an up on some numbers do a crime feel my pride then head back to where I’m staying late nights I'm praying that I continue to glide residing near a flame cause it represents my name I smoke lotti when I want opps feeling my pain (setty) (fuck all opps) Like i mentioned earlier set da trend don’t make amends slip up and I’m hurting ya stock up on glocks wrap them in a box ygk I'm not dirty but I’m wiping opps snot look out for the cops pigs want you locked I indeed snitched now I’ve got it on lock

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