Fear (None) Intro

I had to hide in cave
I had to see who was fake
Rest lil buddy he lay grave
Bitch i be fly i think i need cape
And i dive in that pussy and ate
Run to the money i'm late
Ran to the money i'm late

You say you real, im real lets get to These bills
Sometimes you gotta get killed, to Know you can heal
Betrayal you gotta feel, so you can Rebuild
You real my nigga, so if its a Problem then im in the field
If i gotta die to save my lil bruddas, Then imma get killed
I write these lines when im on tilt
Cus i popped a pill, a percoset i'm Feelin trill
Ion drip when i walk in the building They know its a spill
Rest up lil nuke we played on the Field never thought that he ever get Killed

If yo nigga be snitchin then drop em
Cant fuck wit bitches they drama
They never there when you call em
But they always there when you Ballin
Fuck me, then suck me, and you Gotta swallow
Still post on the block we some Goblins
Cus i gotta get to this guala
Its anything bout a dollar
She asked her name i said shit i think Paula
She told me nah but thats what Imma call her
No heart in my chest that shit filled But its hollow

Durk mama died know it hurt em
Know god forgave him, he know we Aint perfect
Nah this aint no grape its just purple
Look at lil tuss in the cut he be Lurkin
In the wrong places he chasin his Purpose
Pull that truth out and then go burn The curtain
Truth is i'm scared
I can't out to the feds
I can't out like my dad
I can't go work at no desk
I cant go out and not flex
Just look at this chain my neck
And look at them tats on my chest
I had a dream the lord told me im Next

So i roll up the pack and im gone
Niggas be callin my phone
Im by myself when im down im Alone
Im tryna build tuss bigger than vlone
Bitches be playin my song
Ill know made it when imma ring Tone
Ill cop the patek and make it two Toned
If you havin paper ill fill up a dome
If they let out droze he gone get you Boys gone
Niggas go crazy, go stupid, and fold
Im knowin shit that i never had told
One thing fasho is that i tote a pole
Lil shawty blessed me like she was The pope
I hit from the back but i still had her Choked
This dick it go deep, it go straight to Her soul
Im tryna dig and make you shake Your toes

I got a testimony
I was down bad and wont nobody Checkin on me
She see a nigga hurtin why tf she try To flex it on me
But i thank the lord for these Blessings cus he really put this lesson On me
Sometimes i think its better if its Lesser, like the less you know me
They threw the ticket why you catch It on me

I had to crawl in a cave
I had to see who was fake
Rest up lil buddy he lay in a grave
Fuck me then me then you gotta Skate
Cant fuck wit bitches they all gonna Change



Credits
Writer(s): Terrance Brisbane
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