Never Did

Your boy going through it yea I took a few L's
Crackers want me dead or locked up in a cell
They caught me wit some work they even took my own scale
I gotta get this guap I pray to god I won't fail
Rest In Peace Dom I could feel how he felt
Cause sometimes I be thinking bout doming myself
Popping hella Molly's disregarding my health
I got a lot of problems I could use a little help
The block stay hot I pray to god I won't melt
Reaping what I sow from the card that I dealt
We keep this shit discreet we be moving in stealth
HoodlumK in his bio we gone see what he bout
Slap a nigga in the mouth for talking out of term
Your own parents don't like you, you a waste sperm
Sneak dissing like I never had your back you got the nerve
Stop acting hella hood we both grew up in the burbs
This nigga never did no dirt
Switched up on me shit hurt
Why the fuck you got a thang you won't squirt
The pins broken bitch man that shit don't even work

He never did no shit that I done did
He can't live like this he might get hit
Split his wig if he turn to a snitch
My niggas run the game without using a glitch

I'm tryna make the right choices
Fighting off satanic voices
I think the devil wanna take my soul
But I can't let that nigga take control
Pay the toll cross the bridge in the bay wit a bitch
Smokin' out the zip tryna double chips
Some niggas fold quick gotta watch who you with
A lot of niggas done told cuz they got loose lips
I'm sticking to the script I'm going in for my blood
Got it out the mud I can't fuck with a dud
Family over everything nothing above
Fake hoes and fake niggas can't get no love

He never did no shit that I done did
He can't live like this he might get hit
Split his wig if he turn to a snitch
My niggas run the game without using a glitch

He never did no shit that I done did
He can't live like this he might get hit
Split his wig if he turn to a snitch
My niggas run the game without using a glitch



Credits
Writer(s): Lawrence Marcel Williams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link