调：F major•
Verse 1
Am
Dream
See the Grim Reaper and the nigga said,
Yeah yeah, yeah
Verse 2
nigga tryna murder me
Visions of my loved ones dialin'
9-1-1, emergency
man, I made it work for me
If he come back and kill me, I know this shit was business,
man, I never take it personally
sweat on my own back
Niggas ain't show me how to cook,
had to fuck up my own batch
Put down the crack, bet on myself
Like I went back to the future
with a rap almanac
the label called for they offer back
Harry on my line,
I ain't got his bread, I can't call him back
the promoters ain't got the dough for that
These losses set me back,
man, I'm literally sellin' dope to rap
Man, my uncle died
off a overdose
And the fucked up part of that is I know it's a plot,
Put a pistol to my head, I was way too scared,
drunk off emotions
I'm drinkin' and takin' these drugs 'cause I
can't numb the pain with smokin'
I fuck a bitch, she fall in love,
but I just wanna be homies
just fuck on the homies
Most niggas die over love for a bitch
or havin' trust in they homies
My nigga baby mom a fiend,
can't keep his bitch off smack
She called the police,
He told me look after his kids,
then a week later that bitch turned up whacked
I pray Allah protect my soul, nigga
nigga (fear)
'Cause I was livin' by the code,
nigga, yeah
Bb
Gang
Verse 3
It's like, we go kill one of them
'Cause they down for
it, they had get took out
Then they came back
And then it's a feud 'til they don't want
no more
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