This a pain song right here
Trillo Beatz you did it again
IllWill make a beat bounce (bounce...)
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I swear to God we've been through rainy days
And cloudy days
I know we thuggin' but I swear that we was better raised
Hard circumstances made a nigga change his ways
Man, there ain't no turning back 'cause we in a maze
Man, I swear to God, yeah, my niggas like to act a fool
So if I were you man, I'd really go back to school
'Cause my nigga Bolas he really be totting on a tool
And he won't hesitate to put a pussy on the news
Swear to God they had G-Buck and he was laying in the hospital
They had AB feeling like he was responsible
Now we circle 'round your block like the constable
And we turn up on your ass like the carnival
And we ain't never had shit
Who we had to ask
We ain't lookin' up to God, we looked up to the savage
Remember when me and Maszi, we was ridin' up in traffic
We looking for the opps we tryna put them all in damage
So tell me why my own niggas start the fucking plot
I was only 18 and I had took a few shots
Three to my fucking leg but my body ain't drop
And I ain't gone stop, I just picked up the grind, yeah
And they ain't gone take me out (no, no)
Best believe I'ma make it out (yeah)
Out of this baking house (oh-no-no)
I swear to God we've been through rainy days
And cloudy days
I know we thuggin' but I swear that we was better raised
Hard circumstances made a nigga change his ways
Man, there ain't no turning back 'cause we in a maze
Man, I swear to God, yeah, my niggas like to act a fool
So if I were you man, I'd really go back to school
'Cause my nigga Bolas he really be totting on a tool
And he won't hesitate to put a pussy on the news
Married to the money, I like fifties I like hundreds
Got a chain until I'm running, niggas ain't know how we coming
I don't like to talk a lot, my youngins come to spark a lot
Gone catch you in the parking lot, these bullets start to cough a lot
I got a proposition if you see the opposition
Better get in your position, we them niggas that they hittin'
Niggas sneak dissin' till they lil' nigga go missing
Ride round with that smithin'
I be damned to catch them slippin'
My niggas don't flinch, beyblade let it rip
30 rounds in the clip, guaranteed you get a hit, uh
Metro got that stick, make you do a whole flip
Call my nigga L.A we do the dash in the whip
Need her on my side but I treat her like my bitch
Might fuck round make her cum how my fingers like to itch
Got separate me from some, know some niggas like to switch
Can't be fucking 'round me and done need my momma see me rich
I swear to God we've been through rainy days
And cloudy days
I know we thuggin' but I swear that we was better raised
Hard circumstances made a nigga change his ways
Man, there ain't no turning back 'cause we in a maze
Man, I swear to God, yeah, my niggas like to act a fool
So if I were you man, I'd really go back to school
'Cause my nigga Bolas he really be totting on a tool
And he won't hesitate to put a pussy on the news