The Plan
Aye John fuck em, they ain't do shit
Slap a nigga in his face if he acting dirty
If you around my bitch nigga better not be flirty
If you acting hella stupid I will hit you with this 30
It will swoop you off your, feet have you acting like a birdy nigga
Have u acting like a birdy
Talking hella shit I will shoot em call me Curry
Niggas always talking always acting hella nerdy
And yo bitch was at my crib and she was givin me the slurpy nigga
How many niggas did I slap with my hand
Cuz they thought that it was funny to go fuck with my plan
Plan is to go blow up and start counting these bands
Ain't gotta worry 'bout the pain that's why I am who I am
Everyday I wake up do the same old shit
My mind getting hella tired man I just wanna quit
I overthink everything why was I born or why live
We just live so at the end some random nigga can dig
Never got any love but I do not wonder why
Make music for myself cuz all the legends have died
Helps ease the pain smoke a blunt its just going by
All my emotions are gone, don't even bother to cry
Music is a little place where I just go to feel better
Feeling all alone but with this music made me feel better
I just want the love I don't really want all this cheddar
Yes I got a lot of hate but do not listen ever
You ever feel so down you always say there ain't no coming back
Your mind is stuck, you feel depressed and all you do is slack
Man I'm feeling down I'm not the same I want my momma back
I been trapping hard lately I just want my poppa back
Man I want ma feelings back
I want ma soldiers back
Man this world been getting colder I just want my people back
I be solid like a rock but I be dusty call me crack
Yeah my niggas they be stupid but for me they will attack
Some you niggas really stupid but you will not understand
I be missing brother lately hope to see him hella glad
Wanna help my brothers out but i be getting hella mad
Cuz my mind been fucked up lately wish that I was in my past
Wish that I was in my past but I was broke
Yes a nigga was little didn't really wanna sell coke
Ain't old enough to work, niggas thought I was a joke
Started rapping with my niggas and they said that shit was dope
Yeah they said that shit was dope
Now my niggas out there, yeah they selling coke
Man I told them, yeah thats not the way to go
Yeah thats not the way to go
Rest in peace to all my niggas
Rest in peace to all my niggas
Rest in peace to all my niggas
Its always MJB
Rest in peace to all my niggas
Slap a nigga in his face if he acting dirty
If you around my bitch nigga better not be flirty
If you acting hella stupid I will hit you with this 30
It will swoop you off your, feet have you acting like a birdy nigga
Have u acting like a birdy
Talking hella shit I will shoot em call me Curry
Niggas always talking always acting hella nerdy
And yo bitch was at my crib and she was givin me the slurpy nigga
How many niggas did I slap with my hand
Cuz they thought that it was funny to go fuck with my plan
Plan is to go blow up and start counting these bands
Ain't gotta worry 'bout the pain that's why I am who I am
Everyday I wake up do the same old shit
My mind getting hella tired man I just wanna quit
I overthink everything why was I born or why live
We just live so at the end some random nigga can dig
Never got any love but I do not wonder why
Make music for myself cuz all the legends have died
Helps ease the pain smoke a blunt its just going by
All my emotions are gone, don't even bother to cry
Music is a little place where I just go to feel better
Feeling all alone but with this music made me feel better
I just want the love I don't really want all this cheddar
Yes I got a lot of hate but do not listen ever
You ever feel so down you always say there ain't no coming back
Your mind is stuck, you feel depressed and all you do is slack
Man I'm feeling down I'm not the same I want my momma back
I been trapping hard lately I just want my poppa back
Man I want ma feelings back
I want ma soldiers back
Man this world been getting colder I just want my people back
I be solid like a rock but I be dusty call me crack
Yeah my niggas they be stupid but for me they will attack
Some you niggas really stupid but you will not understand
I be missing brother lately hope to see him hella glad
Wanna help my brothers out but i be getting hella mad
Cuz my mind been fucked up lately wish that I was in my past
Wish that I was in my past but I was broke
Yes a nigga was little didn't really wanna sell coke
Ain't old enough to work, niggas thought I was a joke
Started rapping with my niggas and they said that shit was dope
Yeah they said that shit was dope
Now my niggas out there, yeah they selling coke
Man I told them, yeah thats not the way to go
Yeah thats not the way to go
Rest in peace to all my niggas
Rest in peace to all my niggas
Rest in peace to all my niggas
Its always MJB
Rest in peace to all my niggas
Credits
Writer(s): Johnathan Flores
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