Fiends

Aye yo fuck God
What the fuck he ever done for me
Except for, put me in this horrified reality
Living callously, through pain and agony
Gradually, going through the motions of insanity
Yo cus where I'm from, niggas they serve the blocks
Or they up all night cooking that Milly Rock
Or they just start fights, robbing, and toting glocs
While on the watch with one eye open, looking like Fetty Wap
Insecure little girls turn into Betty Bops
Bad bitches, to thick bodies from silly shots
Those who flexing get steady tricked by them thots
Getting knocked, then go and get you shot for that geetchie gwop
The lifestyle vicious
If you don't adapt you get lost in the trenches in the ground where the body rots
Better watch for the Black Ops
Cus the Call of Duty on the streets is a nigga killed by the cops



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Writer(s): Omega The God
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