S.Blade

I ain't got time for no Fake shit
Real Love ion need no play shit
Sling wood real good
Real long
Fuck me hard from the back
Make me cum more than once
Then I'll pass you to my girls When I'm done
I done seen a lot of shit no pun
Pops pimpin'
Hoes flipping
Pussy packs
Like it's new jack
City of blood no love in it
Get caught slipping where you Get yo life ended
I can't let that shit bother me I Though
5th of dusse
Couple fat blunts of that smoke
Water whipping dinner at the Stove
It's good you want some
Throw some bloody water at you Hoes
I own ya soul
Why you all in my business Though
Did it help you get paid yet
16 been mean
Been had it on locked 3 ways
I ain't got crazy yet
I never wanted to do it
But now maybe I gotta
I never seen a bitch hotter
It's getting harder to hide it
I leave yo ass where I found ya
It's kinda hard to not see in red
Fake bitches all around me
These hoes really make pussy Ache
Take they nigga play pussy patty Cake on His face
Send a pic with my pussy juices Gleaming
All on his face
Like a pit bull
I'm not letting loose bitch
Jaws locked on this rapstatution
Eighty-six was the shit
Born with got the game.
I don't think you want play sis
Rape the beat no prosecution
Head of state
And I plan to use it
Whipped his face with my ass
I know you sick
Stupid bitch
Told you once before that I'm the Shit
Already hit a lick
But I need another
Don't make me pull and find you
I think I'm one of the real
Flow like I'm high off a pill
Baby I'll show you what that Grind do
You do it for the gram
And I sell it by the gram
But an ounce Will get you crime
Jewels
I would teach you how to flex
Or play you like some chess
Make Yo next move yo best
Move
I ain't got time for this BS
So gone head let this nigga
Foolie take this rap over
Ride the beat til the track over
Gone head bend my back over
Legs Shaking like a crack smoker
Pack holder
Life's over
For you niggaz steady coming at The team
Blood Money the Regime
1st lady yes I'm mean
But Only in yo dreams
You can't be me
There could only be one queen

Stain go ape shit
I Ain't got time for no MF fake Shit
All this bs going on
Real life
Got started in the MF basement
Never replace it
Never mistake
I keep my family 1st
I see you bitches mad
That's why you hoes keep coming In last
Worried bout me
While I'm getting to the cash
Can never keep a real bitch Down
Yea I'm gone keep wining
Stepped on a few necks
Got a few more in me
Built a dynasty off loyalty respect
Fear no bitch or Gat
We can go shell for shell
Baby Heaven or hell
Like a turtle in heat
I'll knock a shell off yo adidas
I'll die for what I believe in
Right price
Right reason
Be yo last fucking weekend
Fuck with Foolie and Stain
Better watch ya aim
Fuck around and get stanged
I'll Have you weeping
Blood Money
Swoop Flo season
Uptown no taking
Niggaz On the Pole
Where it's cold
Be hating
Im a mortal combat bitch
Fuck tekken
Everybody wanna get paid
So I stay in my own lane
Don't fuck with broken ways
If it ain't blood don't trust a face
If you ain't mine can't get no play
Cartel life bitch yes I'm living
Whole nother bracket
Different dimension
Eagles don't fuck with pigeons
Oil and water
I'm different
Just trying to take care of my Kids
If I don't nobody else will
I pray to my God for the way that I live
Shit just shouldn't be the way Tlhat it is
But it just is
Stay fighting tears
My music is drugs to they ears
Just turn up this shit up
And gone lite you a spliff
I gotta stay eatting
Stay on my feet
Cuz I'm use to the field
Cuz I'm from the Chi
Where niggaz do more then get High
Niggaz is trif
Niggaz don't cry
Niggaz Will kill you and pray for Your life
Don't look away
Or you might loose yo sight
Keep the blick on me
And stay out of mine



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Writer(s): Rasheeda Young
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