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Tell the truth I cant be worring about no ****

Tell the truth I cant be worring about no ****

Always been the same killer all I needed was the pistol

Watch my **** do we wrong God keep asking me to forgive them

It just what it is, I aint calming down I'm in my feelings

And that's on my kids

Since a jit I've been a man, in the streets that was the plan

Cant be with us you aint shot nobody yet cut off your hands

Bitch we come from pots and pans

Young age we too advanced

In my hood kids throwing up the 4's

 that can barely count to 10

Murder scenes they traumatize us,

all we know is self defense

Cock it back just aim and fire

 my white boy gonna change the pan

Me and 4k don't know how to act cuz we was raised to win

Disrespect me then you getting wet we call that making sense

How many pounds it take to fill up a suitcase nobody knows

**** fake just like a toupee on they head that just how it goes

Told you not to do it but you did it **** just slow your role

Bitches got me all up in my feelings now im clutching poles

Grand dad been on my mind and he know I been getting doe

This shit starting to get out of control I got pounds coming out the floor

You know damn right I'm on parole so you know im back on the road again

**** thought that I was selling guns I got them poles again

Told my brother never trust her

she the type a hoe that try to get down with your brother

Pushing P's and throwing C's we screaming out Free

Smoking trees and drinking lean you know we on another (LA GANG)

Police is on my ass again they know we getting packs again

Hate that I had to rob the plug because he was trying to tax again

Police on my ass again they know we getting packs again

Hate that I had to rob the plug because he was trying to tax again