Left 4 Dead

Hanging from a cliff
See me dangle from a thread
They ain't wanna keep it loyal
They was treacherous instead
Get that chip from off my shoulder
Paranoia in my head
I cant even trust a nigga
Niggas left me out for dead

This ain't rated PG this Friday 13th
Came with my mask and machete
Ain't got no room for mercy
Most of you niggas ain't ready
Most of you niggas Hershey's
High up in the pecking order
And I got the bird seed
You ain't messing with movement
Imma have to walk you out
So fuck that shit you talking bout
I fry you up like Waffle House
Cross you up and cross you out
These niggas sell they soul for clout
So all that bullshit that talking
When we hear it toss it out
Riding round my city in that 96 impala
It's impossible to play me promise you don't want no problems
Balling for them dollars
Block your shit like Igoudala
I don't chop it up with niggas
But I will take you to slaughter
See you niggas acting up
Sushi grab the spatula
I flip a dollar for every nigga that flipped they back on us
Eye up on the prize like a golden cornucopia
I don't fuck with you cause I got fuck nigga phobia

Hanging from a cliff
See me dangle from a thread
They ain't wanna keep it loyal
They was treacherous instead
Get that chip from off my shoulder
Paranoia in my head
I cant even trust a nigga
Niggas left me out for dead

Players eat Sushi
The way I put this shit together
you would think it's a movie
Without me it's like oceans 13 with no Clooney
So all my niggas search for treasure
You can call us the Gooneys
See I had to take an L
Okay I had to learn a lesson
Most these niggas really bitches
Most these niggas pmsing
If we talking bout the truth
Know these niggas prolly stretch it
Used to look up to you niggas
Now I focus on my blessings
They pulled a number on me
Had to even out the odds
When I see thru yo facade
Most these niggas really bitches
Even tho they acting hard
I can tell that as a kid
Yo favorite movie was mulan
Sushi got them in a yoke
I just like to see them get caught in a lie
And start to choke
That's a bet
And as sure a yo bitch pussy is wet
You would think I'm Malcolm X
The way I'm coming for a check

Hanging from a cliff
See me dangle from a thread
They ain't wanna keep it loyal
They was treacherous instead
Get that chip from off my shoulder
Paranoia in my head
I cant even trust a nigga
Niggas left me out for dead



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Reddie
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