Inna Dark

I couldn't see the light, I was in the dark

I couldn't see the light, I was in the dark

I gave bro my pipe, I know he a spark

Gamblin' with my life, but I'ma beat the odds

You playin' with your life, if you play with squad

Long live my lil bro Santana, he was supercharged

Gotta pop out with my hammer, I'ma shooting star

I been trappin' like bandana, I can't get a job

I pour lean up in my fanta, fuck around and nod

You gettin' money, but that don't matter if you ain't got no heart

Thinkin' it's easy, but it won't matter if you ain't have no hard

You in the field, but you don't matter if you ain't got no yards

Boa this shit real, the fuck is you doin? You ain't got your yawk

Ion even wanna talk

I been runnin' this shit up, I ain't tryna take a jog

I'ma be here when the smoke clear, I see through the fog

Know I'ma make it through the winter, I got through the fall

Told lil mama FaceTime me and kiss me through the phone

My **** don't play about me, know they'll do you wrong

Don't care what she say about me, long as she movin' on

Lil' bro nem gon'spray the heat, you get to movin wrong

I just set a **** clock up, who you snoozin' on

We just hit a **** block up, made him move along

You chose that bitch over money, boy, you choosing wrong

Don't need no **** do nothin' for me, I can do it alone

All these **** actin' out now need a movie role

We'll pull a **** hoe card like he Yu-Gi-Oh

Mula quick to put a hoe out if she doin' the most

I can't never leave my bro out, he was there the most

You ain't in it cause you love it, what you doin' it for

You a fall for anything, bro, what you standin' for

I walked in I'm standin' out, I'm fresh from head to toe

Don't come lookin' for a handout, I'm just gon' tell you no

Heart up on my sleeve, still got feelings I won't show

**** know how I bleed, run up on me, I'm gon' blow

It's like four degrees, we still out here in the snow

Police told us freeze, they ain't know we was on go

Shit a never stop, you know how I rock

61st & Indiana, know you know my block

We got whatever you need, ****, come and shop

I can't never go back broke again, I feel like I'm lil top

I won't never see my auntie again, I miss her yellin' pac

I don't really leave my gun at home cause I ain't trynna box

She wanna fuck her friend, I'm joinin' in cause I ain't trynna' watch

We got nine's, 40's, Gen five's, we tote all kinda Glocks

Ain't no **** that be closed in, I think outside the box

I'm the young **** that had them hoes, then, but now I dodge the thots

I'm with them ****, gettin' them loads in, and gettin' them out the trap

How the fuck you gon' diss me, ****, I taught you how to rap

When I boot up, off this x baby, I ain't gon' know how to act

I'm the type to let her leave and never, ever want her back

I can't give em room to breathe and after that, I can't relax

I won't never drop the ball, cause ****, I ain't playin' jacks

**** tryin' to print my lyrics up, they know I'm spittin' faxs

Silly ****, you can't sit with us, I heard you was a rat

And my new bitch, she like bitches too, but she don't dress like Da Brat

I was tryin' to make my family proud, I felt like Kyla Pratt

He a lame, then we gon' take his chains and make him buy it back

You can't name a ****, shot at us and we ain't fired back

You can't name a ****, slid on us and we ain't slide back