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Maurice Jennings
Maurice Jennings
Songwriter
JaCobie Allen
JaCobie Allen
Songwriter

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(This crazy)
Brr, brr
Devil in my ear tellin' me, "Get rid of 'em"
Angels reappear, got to talkin' 'bout them Benjamins
But then again, when we can't catch him, gotta kill his friends (Come here)
So I spin block for block, opp for opp, tryna injure them (Bah)
Hop out, bless him in, I remember him, he got left where he live
Photoshop his brain, I'm tryna change, but don't stop clappin' things (Brr)
Off meds in traffic, my favorite feelin' (Yep)
High as hell, eyes in the mirror
I can tell he not a killer
There go 12, they can't get near us (We gone)
Both artists, but we not the same
They bap in raps, I love to paint
You had a cap gun, I had an eight (Dummy)
Don't up that gun, run away (Fah)
Don't own a firearm, buddy laced
Movin' wrong, goin' like his pace
Fap this chrome, this time a Drac' (Fah)
DOA, can't leave a trace
Box me in, bet I make a way
Trainin' drill, I can't come to play
I fuck with yercs, but his shit fake
Type of drugs you gotta make (Damn)
"Cobo, why you like to take?"
'Cause he was scared or he was fake
Trench life how I operate
Either way, I got 'em straight
Grip my steel behind the wheel
12 better not try to play
Basic shit, still got away (Yoom)
For them bucks, who wanna race?
Take his V, he a straight
Face the vic', he had a lot to say
Chase a Mick down his block today
A lot of shots, not a lot to say (Bah)
****, I been in your shoes before, I was in my shoes before (Damn)
I do it for Wop
Catch a **** that be with them **** (Wop) and that's why I'm shootin' you for (Bah, bah, bah)
I can see clearly now through the scope (I see you)
Squeeze that bitch, can't look away until I see smoke (Bah)
****, it ain't shit we ain't did before
Foenem standin' on business, I was missin', had to go do a bid before (Go)
Run into ****, I ever know (Huh?)
Wanna live? Better blow (Bah)
Keep one up, ready to go
Them bitches nice and steady, you know? (Steady)
Don't lose your life over somethin' petty, you know? (Petty)
Only lettin' you know 'cause it's better, you know? (You know)
In traffic slidin', GPS to your lo' (Skrrt)
Soon as you move, you get blessed at your door (Amen)
'Xtended clip and drums, a whole lot of extra to blow (Bah, bah)
Hit up a crowd without checkin' a ho
I know **** diggin' graves (Ah) and they wanna shovel some more (Some more)
Mass shootin', pull up throwin' fire (Bah) like that was the devil for sure
Devil in my ear tellin' me, "Get rid of 'em"
Angels reappear, got to talkin' 'bout them Benjamins
But then again, when we can't catch him, gotta kill his friends (Come here)
So I spin block for block, opp for opp, tryna injure them (Bah)
Hop out, bless him in, I remember him, he got left where he live
Photoshop his brain, I'm tryna change, but don't stop clappin' things (Brr)
Off meds in traffic, my favorite feelin' (Yep)
High as hell, eyes in the mirror
I can tell he not a killer
There go 12, they can't get near us (We gone)
Written by: JaCobie Allen, Maurice Jennings
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