17 yea RR yea
I be stressing neva learn my lesson
Always keep a Smith & Wesson Dell bagged at Southwestern
No security still protected
Surrounded by them steppers you get the message
In these streets I had to learn survival (no cap)
I bought a rifle that's for my rivals (no cap)
CCE da title (no cap)
So much pain in my body that shit hurt my chest
Lost so many niggas I'm 17 I really be depressed (my dawgs)
They wanna kill me want my head vest cant protect the neck
I stand on everything I said keep one in the head
When it rains it pours sittin here starring at the stars
Hope you can forgive me lord I'm one of your dying boys
An I stay with that rod kay kay say I be paranoid
She don't know what I'm doing
Imma be in that wraith I'm getting high all alone
F*ck a bitch they miss me when I'm dead n gone
Iced out my wrist I threw a rope around my neck
I was broke I had to go run up a check
Free Gabe Free Chan Free Meech Free Quan Free Uncle Isaac (slat slat) Free Bran
Shout out to my bang bros in Killa City
I know some GTA steppas wit dem semi's
And I know based off loyalty gone roll wit me
La Familia (yea)
Rocking Versace diving in the swimming pool (ooouuu)
Me and Delon gettin high everyday befo school (ooouuu)
I be walking swag surfing on the moon
You see me out do what you said what you gone do
If you see me shoot something (BANG)
Like prove something (BANG) Lil Melo head hunting (GANG)
An he a sniper shoot wit precision
He leaves no witness whats a lion without killing
And you get so numb to the pain you get no feeling
I talk to Hooks the otha day tryna chase a million
I'm laughing all the way to the bank wit some bitches
My girl really think I'm cheating she don't get it
We gone make up baby put yo legs to the ceiling
I go deeper n deeper make sure you feel it
You can tell yo friends about me I'm da realest
Bought me a choppa cuz dem boys say dey gone kill me
Jackboyz say they want my chain they all out in the open
I cant run away from my pain devil ova my shoulders
Put Holes in his momma crib if he think that we joking
Really see death around the corner man I f*cking know it (GANG)
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17 yea RR yea
I be stressing neva learn my lesson
Always keep a Smith & Wesson Dell bagged at Southwestern
No security still protected
Surrounded by them steppers you get the message
In these streets I had to learn survival (no cap)
I bought a rifle that's for my rivals (no cap)
CCE da title (no cap)
So much pain in my body that shit hurt my chest
Lost so many niggas I'm 17 I really be depressed (my dawgs)
They wanna kill me want my head vest cant protect the neck
I stand on everything I said keep one in the head
When it rains it pours sittin here starring at the stars
Hope you can forgive me lord I'm one of your dying boys
An I stay with that rod kay kay say I be paranoid
She don't know what I'm doing
Imma be in that wraith I'm getting high all alone
F*ck a bitch they miss me when I'm dead n gone
Iced out my wrist I threw a rope around my neck
I was broke I had to go run up a check
Free Gabe Free Chan Free Meech Free Quan Free Uncle Isaac (slat slat) Free Bran
Shout out to my bang bros in Killa City
I know some GTA steppas wit dem semi's
And I know based off loyalty gone roll wit me
La Familia (yea)
Rocking Versace diving in the swimming pool (ooouuu)
Me and Delon gettin high everyday befo school (ooouuu)
I be walking swag surfing on the moon
You see me out do what you said what you gone do
If you see me shoot something (BANG)
Like prove something (BANG) Lil Melo head hunting (GANG)
An he a sniper shoot wit precision
He leaves no witness whats a lion without killing
And you get so numb to the pain you get no feeling
I talk to Hooks the otha day tryna chase a million
I'm laughing all the way to the bank wit some bitches
My girl really think I'm cheating she don't get it
We gone make up baby put yo legs to the ceiling
I go deeper n deeper make sure you feel it
You can tell yo friends about me I'm da realest
Bought me a choppa cuz dem boys say dey gone kill me
Jackboyz say they want my chain they all out in the open
I cant run away from my pain devil ova my shoulders
Put Holes in his momma crib if he think that we joking
Really see death around the corner man I f*cking know it (GANG)
I be stressing neva learn my lesson
Always keep a Smith & Wesson Dell bagged at Southwestern
No security still protected
Surrounded by them steppers you get the message
In these streets I had to learn survival (no cap)
I bought a rifle that's for my rivals (no cap)
CCE da title (no cap)
So much pain in my body that shit hurt my chest
Lost so many niggas I'm 17 I really be depressed (my dawgs)
They wanna kill me want my head vest cant protect the neck
I stand on everything I said keep one in the head
When it rains it pours sittin here starring at the stars
Hope you can forgive me lord I'm one of your dying boys
An I stay with that rod kay kay say I be paranoid
She don't know what I'm doing
Imma be in that wraith I'm getting high all alone
F*ck a bitch they miss me when I'm dead n gone
Iced out my wrist I threw a rope around my neck
I was broke I had to go run up a check
Free Gabe Free Chan Free Meech Free Quan Free Uncle Isaac (slat slat) Free Bran
Shout out to my bang bros in Killa City
I know some GTA steppas wit dem semi's
And I know based off loyalty gone roll wit me
La Familia (yea)
Rocking Versace diving in the swimming pool (ooouuu)
Me and Delon gettin high everyday befo school (ooouuu)
I be walking swag surfing on the moon
You see me out do what you said what you gone do
If you see me shoot something (BANG)
Like prove something (BANG) Lil Melo head hunting (GANG)
An he a sniper shoot wit precision
He leaves no witness whats a lion without killing
And you get so numb to the pain you get no feeling
I talk to Hooks the otha day tryna chase a million
I'm laughing all the way to the bank wit some bitches
My girl really think I'm cheating she don't get it
We gone make up baby put yo legs to the ceiling
I go deeper n deeper make sure you feel it
You can tell yo friends about me I'm da realest
Bought me a choppa cuz dem boys say dey gone kill me
Jackboyz say they want my chain they all out in the open
I cant run away from my pain devil ova my shoulders
Put Holes in his momma crib if he think that we joking
Really see death around the corner man I f*cking know it (GANG)
Writer: Jaleel Brazil
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