Uh, I fell in love with some G-locks Pain in me, leanin' off them drugs with my heat cocked I'm steady cashin' out the plug, make him restock Miss my hood angels up above, know how we rock Found out he wasn't really who he said he was, left the streets shocked All these rappers claim they lurk for blood when the beef hot Only difference is I'm still a thug when the beat stop I been takin' in too much fake love, I need to detox
Can't take life for granted 'cause my bros left as teenagers My homie died, I couldn't change my screensaver All the opps, they got it comin', we gon' make 'em bleed later Wet shit like Hurricane Katrina, we got Glocks with beam lasers Shells bouncin' out the nina, smoke 'em like a weed vapor With a gun and a plan, I'm just a heartless dream chaser All he know is go, that boy been chasin' green paper Hit sport up in that Bimmer, then I turn to Speed Racer Daydreamin' 'bout murders, that's a cold-hearted fantasy I'm thankfully with purgers that'll wipe your whole family Wildin' out, no, we don't talk it out, just let them cannons speak Don't know 'bout private school, we went to Hard Knock Academy I lost all my feelings, grew accustomed to them tragedies These obstacles too easy, God, I'd rather have you challenge me Love 'em from a distance and that's just the way it gotta be You had made it hard for me to trust you when you lied to me
Uh, I fell in love with some G-locks Pain in me, leanin' off them drugs with my heat cocked I'm steady cashin' out the plug, make him restock Miss my hood angels up above, know how we rock Found out he wasn't really who he said he was, left the streets shocked All these rappers claim they lurk for blood when the beef hot Only difference is I'm still a thug when the beat stop I been takin' in too much fake love, I need to detox
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