Too Bad Too Slime

Hate to have beef with your brother

Y’all having shootouts I thought y’all grew up with each other

Plus you fucking on his bitch and you know that he loved her

Back door was wide open mama told me never trust them

I seen them **** switch so i’m feeling like fuck them

No cam gone keep the gutter cause we come from the struggle

Was shearing the sam cutter get a pack the we double

I was thuggin with my twin always been about trouble

See my grandma died in my face you don’t know how that feel

Me and mama ain’t have shit was steady begging for help

On family they ain’t care but i knew how to step

Got my first seven at fourteen it was on from there

Got in my first bang out in highway after that been thuging ever sense

Let off two glocks we tried to run but we couldn’t jump the fence

Got in my second one with jb let off shots but he missed

Everyday im thinking god cause i’m knowing that I’m blessed

They don’t wanna rap but they ain’t wanna give a verse to me

I didn’t throw no shade my own **** ain’t wanna work with me

I don’t give a fuck cause i know gang gonna wish the best for me

That shit had broke my heart for weeks feel like i need some surgery for real

Told red fuck him I felt like he was on some sneaky shit

He know i ain’t mean it i was going through the deepest shit

He know that I love him got me turnt like fuck the foolishness

Lil one jump up in that smoke we cant speak on how we burnt the bitch

Was in that car thuggin with bro but now he dosing up the road

I was just like c i seen big bro kicking doors

He was a mustard gold man peas and sharing clothes

The aint wanna give me shit they responds to me was no

**** die put bro in the pot had to zip him if he tried

**** want my spot never let up i ain’t thigh

Thugging through the cell listen to my mamma cry

I had love for the bitch now it's time to say goodbye

And she got me stressing she been on my mind

But I gotta stop trying to bad so slime

That bitch she a dime and i know number 9

Nine shoot the clip bust it never stop firing

Lil bro in a pot had to zip him if he tried

**** want my spot never let up i ain’t thigh

Thuging through the cell listen to my mamma cry

I had love for the bitch now it's time to say goodbye

(that bitch she a dime and i know number 9 )

(nine shoot)