Letting the melody synch while i jot
Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot
Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop
Stuck letting the drugs simply do what i could not.
Why my life depend on what i'mma do today
Kid, silly syllable wordplay, lyrical verse spray
Hold it..now thank you for silence
Without the sound of guns
Artillery weak with guns
Silicone bitches got the confidence
We bustin' like shot guns
Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains
The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city
Tryna find myself letting the stars show me
Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang
No guns,i'm no pussy,i fought like a man,letting these people what color i bang
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