Find a Way

It ain't no love

I know some **** wanna murder me

The gooffy shit ya tollerate

You **** nervous to me

Run It up bitch

You say you want that surgery

You blocked my number

And you know that shit be hurtin me

I'm all alone

And I be fighting with this demons

Imma tear this bitch up

Give me a reason

I don't need love

Baby I be leaning

You be sayin fuck me

I don't think you mean It

In the mall shoppin

She don't care the money stolen

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Tryna give It up

But I just keep poein

Ay succas keep poppin

We gon' keep scoring

We made It pop

All the tiny locs pulled of the lot

Shit change my **** dead

Are in a fuckin box

I wouldn't even ask this **** for a pair of soccs

I turned to the streets, when I ain't have a pops

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Imma walk a **** down

If I'm trippin

We do murders

We ain't do no rap dissin

I fucc with hookers

I don't fucc with square bitches

Got my heart broke

Lil momma just went missin'

Some **** don't like me, they don't got a reason

The homie want me dead

And I ain't know that we was beefing

Hoe say she love me

I don't really think she mean It

Cut the homie off

I kinda felt like he was leachin'

Growin up

I ain't really get to see my momma

Plus I stayed in juvenile hall

There is some drama

Imma die about this shit

They ain't want these problems

Lost a few ****

So I got a little drama

Lookin at this bitch, we conversate

I know she fake as fuck

Blue hunnid thousends in two weeks

And I can make this up

Slide with PD through Compton

My **** papered up

Drop some hi-tech in a pop

I'm bout to shake It up