Lyrics

Me and these other cats You thinkin that's the same It melts yo flesh when we spray it on you Acid rain Yup Niggas nice at rappin but who made the beat I make doin both look easy to say the least My shit is tres a piece Bars are straight gas Step into a room where I'm spittin You need a facemask Who sharper than the young God En Garde I will fillet anyone whoever with one bar The fam changed up So plans changed up I keep some bail money tucked For when my mans chained up We live a different lifestyle Some cant relate to me Tell you the truth muhfucker That's how its made to be Niggas eyes was crusted over I made em see My niggas needed options And I gave them tree Cant even count how many plugs I gave the fam for free Cuz them my brothers You don't never bite the hand that feeds If you a smoker You don't burn the hand that plants the seeds This world will make your heart freeze Living in make believe Then dark scenes A harsh reality it seems People want it sweet But hate the cavity it leaves Its hard for me to dream I'm hardly ever sleep And if you breaking your neck I probably made the beat I'm out in LA The streets smell like hot piss I'm traveling to get the work from Jesus he got
Writer(s): David Bohlen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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