Picture perfect drivin range yeah a brand new coup
He been stylin on niggas cuz they thought he was a foo
He den made it off of rap yeah a story that couldn't come true
And he lost his favorite granny and he lost his baby too
But he thankful for his angels and the light from god the truth
And he bossed up on niggas that was laughin yea its true
He been speakin on some real keep the demons behind you
If he relapse than he dead or he locked and thats the truth
He been talkin to his bro keep god first and he got you
He been dogging all the parties
Keep yo mind right stay to you
These young niggas they all snakes and these bitches follow suite
If yo ass is caught up lackin bullets rippin though
He like im trynna get it right
But satin bombin like a nuke
All these niggas playin crazy like i wont blow off the roof
Ill air this bitch out bodies and runnin though
Oh now u thinkin bout yo life
You better run im after you
You tried to take my uncles life and now u scared to to up the tool
Bitch you did 12 years thats not enough to tell the truth
He like i wanna take yo life but god deal wid you death is too good
Bitch you so suffer now live it though he go let ya momma go leave u broke down
Deal with pain he go make yo baby momma take all yo kids away
He go make yo hoe ass stress depression go eat yo chest away you go
Wanna take yo life but u too pussy for that by the time u hit 50 yo ass go be a crack
You go be out beggin for change but u know wah f*ck it f*ck this shit
So he den upped the trippin got to pointin wod the beam he den smiled at the nigga
You must think a nigga crazy
He got to bussin at bitch laughin while his body shake
Look of satin on his face screamin bitch you die today
Started hearing ops as he watched his body drop he got kinda stuck
His mind wouldn't shutup
He got to bussin at them niggas and they got to bussin back
He den ran outta bullets and he start runnin like its track
They den caught em in his leg and one caught him in his back
And he ran out the side door where he dropped cuz they shot em in his neck
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Picture perfect drivin range yeah a brand new coup
He been stylin on niggas cuz they thought he was a foo
He den made it off of rap yeah a story that couldn't come true
And he lost his favorite granny and he lost his baby too
But he thankful for his angels and the light from god the truth
And he bossed up on niggas that was laughin yea its true
He been speakin on some real keep the demons behind you
If he relapse than he dead or he locked and thats the truth
He been talkin to his bro keep god first and he got you
He been dogging all the parties
Keep yo mind right stay to you
These young niggas they all snakes and these bitches follow suite
If yo ass is caught up lackin bullets rippin though
He like im trynna get it right
But satin bombin like a nuke
All these niggas playin crazy like i wont blow off the roof
Ill air this bitch out bodies and runnin though
Oh now u thinkin bout yo life
You better run im after you
You tried to take my uncles life and now u scared to to up the tool
Bitch you did 12 years thats not enough to tell the truth
He like i wanna take yo life but god deal wid you death is too good
Bitch you so suffer now live it though he go let ya momma go leave u broke down
Deal with pain he go make yo baby momma take all yo kids away
He go make yo hoe ass stress depression go eat yo chest away you go
Wanna take yo life but u too pussy for that by the time u hit 50 yo ass go be a crack
You go be out beggin for change but u know wah f*ck it f*ck this shit
So he den upped the trippin got to pointin wod the beam he den smiled at the nigga
You must think a nigga crazy
He got to bussin at bitch laughin while his body shake
Look of satin on his face screamin bitch you die today
Started hearing ops as he watched his body drop he got kinda stuck
His mind wouldn't shutup
He got to bussin at them niggas and they got to bussin back
He den ran outta bullets and he start runnin like its track
They den caught em in his leg and one caught him in his back
And he ran out the side door where he dropped cuz they shot em in his neck
He been stylin on niggas cuz they thought he was a foo
He den made it off of rap yeah a story that couldn't come true
And he lost his favorite granny and he lost his baby too
But he thankful for his angels and the light from god the truth
And he bossed up on niggas that was laughin yea its true
He been speakin on some real keep the demons behind you
If he relapse than he dead or he locked and thats the truth
He been talkin to his bro keep god first and he got you
He been dogging all the parties
Keep yo mind right stay to you
These young niggas they all snakes and these bitches follow suite
If yo ass is caught up lackin bullets rippin though
He like im trynna get it right
But satin bombin like a nuke
All these niggas playin crazy like i wont blow off the roof
Ill air this bitch out bodies and runnin though
Oh now u thinkin bout yo life
You better run im after you
You tried to take my uncles life and now u scared to to up the tool
Bitch you did 12 years thats not enough to tell the truth
He like i wanna take yo life but god deal wid you death is too good
Bitch you so suffer now live it though he go let ya momma go leave u broke down
Deal with pain he go make yo baby momma take all yo kids away
He go make yo hoe ass stress depression go eat yo chest away you go
Wanna take yo life but u too pussy for that by the time u hit 50 yo ass go be a crack
You go be out beggin for change but u know wah f*ck it f*ck this shit
So he den upped the trippin got to pointin wod the beam he den smiled at the nigga
You must think a nigga crazy
He got to bussin at bitch laughin while his body shake
Look of satin on his face screamin bitch you die today
Started hearing ops as he watched his body drop he got kinda stuck
His mind wouldn't shutup
He got to bussin at them niggas and they got to bussin back
He den ran outta bullets and he start runnin like its track
They den caught em in his leg and one caught him in his back
And he ran out the side door where he dropped cuz they shot em in his neck
Writer: montreil watkins
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