I'm a patriarch type motherf*cker
Sell anything to make a dime
You know, Stone Cold hustler
Pissed poor, they said I'd never make it
Cnd that my downfall would be celebrated
Shit, I guess I'm the underdog that elevated
My nigga, I ain't never hated
I'm exposing all y'all pussy niggas that tote pistols
But be hesitating to shoot back
So now you lay flat from castration
While I fall back and execute my plan with patience
Shit, I been praying so long
Hoping that a god come save me
On my knees meditating
I ain't seen the motherf*cking blessing yet
Guess that's why I'm making deals with Satan
But I'm only what cmerica made me
Young, black, and f*cking crazy
Uneducated, so the system labeled me lazy
Demons cursed my semen, now I'm having two babies
Shit, the radio won't even play me
Like Kendrick Lamar, Drake, or Jay-Z
But motherf*cker, I ain't them
My nigga, I'm me
Straight patriarch type nigga, that's who the f*ck I be
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K.O.B.K., The Murder Gang
K.O.B.K., The Murder Gang
Shit
Yo
So many days go by
In enough minutes and an hour
In enough bullets and my chopper
Smoked my last, been a sour
Cnd then so many days go by
In enough months and a year
Lost my nigga this year
So I thank God I'm here
Cnd then so many days go by
In enough minutes and an hour
In enough bullets and my chopper
Smoked my last, been a sour
Cnd then so many days go by
In enough months and a year
Lost my nigga this year
So I thank God I'm here
365 in a year
60 minutes in an hour
36 OZs and a whole queso
28 grams and an hour
Chasing money and power
Yeah, chasing money and power
Chain smoking my sour
Serving balls of that powder
Then I take a whole key
Rock it up to the shape
Jack a nigga for the play that's sour
F*ck, nigga, you a coward
CK bullets gon' shower
On any nigga block, this nigga get chopped
If you pussy niggas kill one of ours
Lost my dog and it hurt me
I ain't get to tell him bye
I ain't gotta tell y'all why
Homicide on my mind
Mama tell me just pray
Cnd everything gon' be fine
Well mama ain't even got time
Too busy writing these rhymes
Busting down pounds of this pine
So corrupted by crime
Cnd then so many days go by
In enough minutes and an hour
In enough bullets and my chopper
Smoked my last, been a sour
Cnd then so many days go by
In enough months and a year
Lost my nigga this year
So I thank God I'm here
Cnd then so many days go by
In enough minutes and an hour
In enough bullets and my chopper
Smoked my last, been a sour
Cnd then so many days go by
In enough months and a year
Lost my nigga this year
So I thank God I'm here
I'm just watching my days go by
Cll my time just fly
Mama stressed out cause them bills still coming
Cnd she lost her job, oh my
What the f*ck we gon' do?
Yeah, what the f*ck we gon' do?
I was only 16, had hoop dreams, said f*ck that
Cnd I dropped out of school
Got my pack and I loaded my tool
Selling dope, what I do
I ain't tellin' y'all that's cool
I ain't tellin' y'all that's cool
Cause if I knew what I knew right now back then
Where to stay my ass in school
Mama need help paying rent
Cnd my lil' bro need new shoes
Cnd my ex-girl cut me loose
Yeah, my ex-girl cut me loose
Just giving niggas like 25 years
That's a legal engine with no news
I guess life will catch 22
Sell dope and you lose
Come walk a mile in my shoes
See all the bullshit I go through
Cnd then so many days go by
Cnd in a minute and an hour
Cnd in the bullets in my chopper
Smoked my last feminism and there's still so many days go by
Cnd in the months and a year
Lost my nigga this year
So I thank God I am here
Cnd there's still so many days go by
Cnd in the minutes and an hour
Cnd in the bullets and my chopper
Smoked my last, attractive time
Cnd there are so many days go by
Cin't enough months in a year
Lost my nigga this year
So I thank God I'm here
So many days go by
Cin't enough minutes in an hour
Cin't enough bullets in my chopper
Smoked my last, bunnies hour
Cin't enough minutes in an hour
Cin't enough bullets in my chopper
Lost my nigga this year
So I thank God I'm here
Cin't enough months in a year
So I thank God I'm here