Im lost in the mental, son the smoke will not settle
Im done, these niggas want my rocks and my watch bezzle
I swear its too hot, to not cock metal with intentions
To end and drop fellows, I got the glock kettled
Imma make it flamin’ to these niggas bout this papa chasin
I Hate to take they, lives, but the way Im bangin trife
And I know they aiming right at my eyes cuz they snipe
From far range, nigga you can check me Im rockin ice
Like Gretzky, you aint trife you petty you sprite im pepsi
Used to sell white for fetty, but them city lights was heavy
See im just a simple Outlaw Kid switch it up to Southpaw
Yeah, I used to be about war
Now, im seein thing I dreamed to vouch for
Rippin niggas with the four pounds force
Another broke down door, Son its too real
And im too deep, I hit the streets once I got a gun
And soon I became my mamas forgotten son
Aint near a nigga Played me, son I done played fiends
Since the streets was Jay-Z’s, from the Ps to AZ’s
Keepin niggas shook, so I dress in an armored vest
Getting Blunted and wonderin if I got mananas left?
Before im under again, these niggas must be dumb in the head
I swear, there aint no Sunshine where Im goin
So Imma have to keep my Cuzins nine in my palms
If you ridin its on, I dream of bigger fortunes
Blunts and Henny, used to be a thug, so when it came to drugs
I was pumpin many, I’d knock a nigga out of a couple pennies
No doubt I was strung off envy, the same shit to tempt me
Now aint nothing left but the AK clip to empty knowin hell forgive me
hope my spot in heaven don’t get filled to quickly, ya feel me?
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Re: i be wreckin niggas til the death with niggas
man nice i guess wasnt really feelin the whole thing ive seen you spit way better but i dont regret reading it id give it a 6/10 good shit bro

Re: i be wreckin niggas til the death with niggas
I'ma pause the title.....pause
ok this was dope it did seem more like a audio presentation
while reading it of course....it was on point tho'
got some lyrical ish going on....keep writing my dude!
ok this was dope it did seem more like a audio presentation
while reading it of course....it was on point tho'
got some lyrical ish going on....keep writing my dude!
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