Now momma told me be careful who you love
To kill these rappers who be talkin madness.
Call me lazy, i ain't your baby
My brothers they tried to jump me
What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry
All these niggas be swearin that they know me
Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time
And i tried to warn you, but you niggas kept crossing over the line
These niggas look at me like im not sublime
No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine
Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop
These niggas take me to the glock
We might be back in this baby
Looking these broke niggas under me
Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop
They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop
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