Lost and Found

You just wanna talk about it
U don't want to walk around here
I got shooters all around here
Put him in da lost and found yea

Put him in da lost and found
I got shooters all around
U don't want to walk around
You just want to talk about it

Play me for a hoe
Bitch you playin wit yo death
30 in this tec
Put one in yo intellect
Let a nigga take from me
He gon take his last breath
That Bald head hit hittem gottem feeling like yevet
These niggas not no threat all cap machelle and ness
Real niggas show me love they see the heart up in my chest
Before a nigga take my chain gotta take my heart up out my chest
Don't respond to the threats I just tell dey ass bet
If a nigga cross me he better nail my hands and feet
Cause I started as a g and now I od
They say it cost to be da boss shit I thought that we was free
But I done did mydirt now it's time to plant da seed
Stood 10 toes I had to plant my feet
Right up on his neck now a nigga can't breathe
I see fear in his eyes he tryna make a plea
But only god can judge so ima let y'all meet
Ready for the war just tell me where to link
Throw everything at em except the kitchen sink
Can't throw it back wit yo pussy ass that's two up in the pink one up in the stink

If u don't die da day u owe me better be grateful nigga
Get that paper together or we gon put some staples in him
Poppin in his kitchen thought we was makin dinner
Tried to make a plate for niggas but it's too much wait in niggas
Riding wit a virgin shottie this bitch ain't got no butch ain't got nobody let a nigga keep Talkin we go.mn turn her to a thottie wanna be the king gotta be the king like Rodney
That nigga tiddy poppin
I get dat fiddy poppin
U niggas faggits dennis robmen
Get money fuck bitches that's my fuckin Business motto



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Writer(s): Bryan Patton
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