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Shafi Harris
Shafi Harris
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When I look up to the sky I be staring at my angels Looking at they faces different angles I be so stuck like I got shackles on my ankles Tryna get my thoughts in line but i can't really think so clearly Listen to the pain in my voice do you hear me I show love to my kids so they don't fear me That nigga fake That nigga a snake I don't want em' near me I had to close that backdoor so he don't kill me I aint never chasing no bitch I ain't fuccin wit no snitch I need money like im mitch I remember i was broke Still actin like i was rich For a bitch Who never gave me shit Judge said im getting 10 if i get caught wit another blick I seen the feds they be ona blocc they tryna take a flick Hell no i aint tryna spin im tryna be home wit my kids I got off wit probation lord knows i couldn't do a bid Repenting so he could forgive any wrongful thing i did I need a blessing I'm tryna stay away from Smith and Wesson If he reach i teach his goofy ass a lesson send a message I shouldn't have to have a grip to make me feel like im protected Them niggas'll still kill me even if im most respected Ain't no love in my city Nah this shit aint pretty nah I'm from newark where it get griddy uh He in that four door wit a choppa that hold 50 uh He tryna kill you over kitty huh They show no pity nah I'm outside at the crack of dawn on a Monday I was trappin onnat one way That's why i vibe wit y'all i gotta make it one day I gotta go before i lose my life to gun play Cus you could go on anyday If you poppin they gon hate And i carry my own weight I'm 1-0 vs. the State And I'm destined to be great Gotta move at my own pace If i try to do too much my mind gon start to do the race Yeahhhhhh When I look up to the sky I be staring at my angels Looking at they faces different angles I be so stuck like I got shackles on my ankles Tryna get my thoughts in line but i can't really think so clearly Listen to the pain in my voice do you hear me I show love to my kids so they don't fear me That nigga fake That nigga a snake I don't want em' near me I had to close that backdoor so he don't kill me
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