This is a song about "Load"

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

To make karma come faster than she normally will

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

I'd never sell crack in the ghetto and don't load chambers,

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,

Should be harder to find

Let a load off ya mind

Shout out my nigga miles

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