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(D-d-DJ FMCT) I'm like a therapist for real (DJ Bandz, aw, man) I be rappin' anythin' if I say I could do it You niggas careless I'm steady droppin' music, you ain't sharin' it Murder case to gold teeth, the airport never clearin' it Had a killer who wouldn't lay aside no one, say I'm a therapist Lost my brother, it's on you Right there with your brother, you gotta cherish it I'm still the same, face a lot of y'all I'm real, ain't gotta lie to y'all Pop a Perc' just like a Tylenol Get roaches like a crocodile They don't know the shit I saw They don't know the shit I seen Lost some niggas back to back Shit feel like a bad dream These drugs got me trippin', movin', I be motion I had his picture when he died, ain't wanna post it It's hot, hot, never come outside without your Glock cocked Chiraq like a top shop, turn your Hellcat to a drop-top I done been to prison a few times, I got left behind I done used the swipe to get some beans from Amazon Prime It's really a reward to be around me, nigga, I ain't lyin' See what I been goin' through, got the nerve ask me am I fine Wasn't at my lowest, but on my last That check just came in time 'Bout to get the SVJ all cash, but I ain't waste my time How you owe me bread, now you avoidin' me? Ain't one of mine Think it's a game, pull up bustin', why would I lie? And I'm on drugs, I'ma tell the truth If you my brother, just don't make a move And I know them niggas so confused We really winnin' and we cannot lose I ain't goin', I ain't goin', I ain't goin' I ain't goin', I ain't goin', I ain't goin' I can't lose no more I take a loss, I gotta take a life Told my brother that I got him Know I'm with him wrong or right You got beef out in these streets You better not move without a pipe Try to make a way to fuck I hit her on the first night (on my mama, nigga) Know I'm screamin', "Fuck the feds" until they let my thugs out Made a killin' out this bitch, you know this a drug house He just talkin' for attention, like on Clubhouse (he just talkin') We the type of niggas come through, have the club hot (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah) You just talkin', "Time clear", nigga, just sit back and wait Play your role and play your part You know it's all gon' fall in place They got bro locked up for murder, I just pray he beat the case Gotta look through a screen just to see my dawg face Know they wanna give him life like they did caught him in race (oh, why?) Know they safe and they right I been prayin' every day (oh, why?) I would never leave you hangin' like a stray Know them Ms on the way Get you home, do whatever Fuck the price, I'll pay And I'm on drugs, I'ma tell the truth If you my brother, just don't make a move And I know them niggas so confused We really winnin' and we cannot lose Addy feel like a X pill, I can't take it, but I'm focused Hit his OG when I was OT, but I told foenem I was bogus Gave my brodie my last 1800 for loads to get in motion Gave my brother my last 18 for a lawyer to win his motion Where I'm from, it ain't fun All the pain made me numb A nigga shot and killed my grandma back when I was young My daddy went to jail and had me out here goin' dumb Make it out the trenches, that shit hard to overcome And I'm on drugs, I'ma tell the truth If you my brother, just don't make a move And I know them niggas so confused We really winnin' and we cannot lose (yeah, yeah, yeah, yay) We really winnin' and we cannot lose (yeah, yeah, yeah, yay-yay)
Writer(s): Lafazio Jones, Dayvon Bennett, Maliki Decampos, Durk D Banks, Jaekwon Clark, Yousef Judeh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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