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Damario Gerrald
Damario Gerrald
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Roman RSK
Roman RSK
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I been out here in the field and it's working on my patience Lord Make me wanna turn to weight cause a nigga tired of waiting Lord How can I return the love when these niggaz out here hating Lord I'd be lying through my teeth if I said I wouldn't blaze em Lord Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716 Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716 Keep a smile on my face for the pain I ain't joking Turn ya back to a snake get the blade and they poking On the low niggaz hate to see me gain and I know it All these ills in my head got me praying while I'm smoking Yeah I know that I'm a sinner working on the way I'm living Lord But when a muthafucka cross me it's hard to forgive him Lord I don't want to eat them brown trays in and out of prison Lord But when that work is coming in everyday is Thanksgiving Lord Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716 Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716 In the 7 sixteen Niggaz come with smiling gestures but the jealousy mean Gotta choose ya circle wise notice levels and things and Ain't no muthafuckin future mixing peasants with kings We in the jungle and living off finesses and schemes Make me wonder if I'mma ever get to my dream I send prayers the world got my tolerance low It's all wrong a man a kill a child in the Lo And poke his chest out now he moving like he a goon One shell have you hotel hell or upper room It ain't clean make you ride around with a broom I mean the sweeper They stepping up violence in June Like its a ritual loyalty and love is conditional Never trust appearances shooters fresh outta middle school Bought a stick or two self preservation biblical Tryna stay spiritual In the pit with the pitiful I been out here in the field and its working on my patience Lord Make me wanna turn to weight cause a nigga tired of waiting Lord How can I return the love when these niggaz out here hating Lord I'd be lying through my teeth if I said I wouldn't blaze em Lord Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716
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