I keep asking god this question
I can’t get no answer
I love my b*t*h is freaky like a private dancer
Shout out to my [?] he runnin’ that bag up
Said he needed to take a brake cause his mom just got cancer
I told him “Bro I got you, yeah I swear I do”
If I love you b*t*h don’t cappin Imma say I do
I’m tired of n***as talking ’bout what they gon’ do
They tried me I ain’t die guess I’m blessed like n***a said at you
I told my b*t*h we can’t call this sh*t no relationship
Cause you be f**king so do I, this a situation [?]
I had to go and get [?] cause she eat it better
Love it when I’m off a percocets she say that I beat it better
Old days I was looking up to them grave diggers
Headshot with one shot, we train killers
Can’t feel the struggle, no handouts [?] n***as
Want ’em gone but can’t risk it all so they pay n***as
Hood legend all this pain that [?] your gang
If you with ’em you gotta go these bullets got no name
Ain’t no snitching keep it solid loyal to the gang
And we the reason why your man face hanging on your chain
All this pain got me sippin’ all this medication
F**k around I might overdose off these pills I’m taking
Couple thousand on these [?] just take it through the week
I keep asking god this question
I can’t get no answer
I love my b*t*h is freaky like a private dancer
Shout out to my [?] he runnin’ that bag up
Said he needed to take a brake cause his mom just got cancer
I told him “Bro I got you, yeah I swear I do”
If I love you b*t*h don’t cappin Imma say I do
I’m tired of n***as talking ’bout what they gon’ do
They tried me I ain’t die guess I’m blessed like n***a said at you
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