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Lorenzo King III
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Elijah Lott
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Cuz took that trip to heaven left us all hurt
Bro off ten E's in a day at least we know he alert
Ops was first to shoot the flame but they died first
I don't look like what I been through cuz this God work
Tryna hold in this pain might make my heart burst Bro bagged putting on for the gang they ain't send him 5 lurks
That little pill calm down my brain that's why I love perks
I show love but on my name they throwing all dirt
Damn turtle why you leave you left us all stanking Police snatch me got me acting deaf I'm doing silent language
I got different color hoes, I call them Power Rangers Yeah, I fuck different kind of bitches
Inside dying, Outside living yeah yeah yeah
And I feel like I need you more
My life been kind of tragic
We swing on the ops they swing right back we swing back it's a chain reaction
My homie was stuck up in the trap
Couldn't sell his last bag now he addict
And I called collect you ain't answer
And when you did you said you ain't have it
And it's cool in fact
I think you a fool for that
I ain't even a tutor yet this Glock gotta a lil ruler attach
Left downstate came home onna fed bracelet I can't even maneuver yet
Moved out the hood but I feel like home where my shooters at
And you know we burn all the whips that we slid in Them pussies throw shots indirect, but they don't never mention
Even when they really do
They don't never hit shit
From you feel neglect ain't get a letter or visit in prison it's sickening
I'm a victim of the trenches, but they treat me like a villain
Bro lost trial he tryna get back now he just keep on appealing
Hold up don't sip out that cup right there I just dropped a pill in
That ain't my dick that's just my blick stuck right there
I know you feel it
I know you feel me
I tell my dog to go and sickem he might kill it
**** be talkin shit they swear that I can't hear it
High like I'm first class and you **** smoking Spirit you feel it
I just keep on praying God keep watching all my real ones
Down another Percocet I swear that i won't feel none
Know Im boutta get the Big bag not the lil one
Promise you won't ever catch me lacking with my income
No no no no
Talking real **** man you know I always been one
Put them dots on you like a message we gon send one
I got two of em pick one and we gone end it like a sentence end it like it's beef
Your bitch for the streets but my **** is the streets
Check by my ankles diamonds in my teeth
I do anything and she don't get mad at me
Wake up in the morning and I made a salary
11 in the morning made another salary
I know none of my people gon be feeling like they solo
Know she looking at me cuz my skin resemble cocoa
He left a soul hurt
Gone before his 24th you know he had some hearts burnt
Ops b be first to shoot the flame they want me to die first
I learn to love what I've been through because it's God's work
Trynna hold in this pain, it make my heart burst
I'm back putting on for the gang i set off fireworks
I can get us anywhere that's why I love perks
I show love, but on my name, they throwing all dirt
Written by: Elijah Lott, Lorenzo King III