Fuc
Wait hold up
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
(FUC)
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
Hold Up Wait
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
Sick of people always want a hand out
Shooter look around
Damn now it's man down
Eat shit just to make 'em understand now
Lose shit make you really want to break down
You don't know until your lying in a hearse
If you knew what I did than they'd probably get you first
Am I looking for a way out
Ignorance on my face as it spills out
You can catch me at the roundabout
Tendency to run your mouth
The type to say their snitching cuz they probably bring a gun around
No faking bruh it's starting now
Don't question what I talk about
I hear a single word then they'll probably bring the coffin out
(Yeah)
That's the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
(Yeah)
That's the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
Cuz lately I've been feeling like I'm caged in
Nice convo with the homie word to satan
Through the shots man he finally found a way in
Acting like I wasn't patiently waiting
(Yeah)
What the fuck you gon' say
Get the fuck out my face
What the fuck you gon' trade
(Yeah)
I don't want no sympathy
But you take my soul with dignity
Or you'll have to get rid of me
Look
Look
(Yeah)
Took me way too many years
(Yeah)
Took me way to many deaths
(Yeah)
Took me way too many tears
(Uh)
For you to say what's up next
(Yeah)
Took me way too many years
(Yeah)
Took me way to many deaths
(Yeah)
Took me way too many tears
(Uh)
For you to say what's up next
You can catch me at the roundabout
Tendency to run your mouth
The type to say their snitching cuz they probably bring a gun around
No faking bruh it's starting now
Don't question what I talk about
I hear a single word then they'll probably bring the coffin out
(Yeah)
That's the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
(Yeah)
That's the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
(Yeah)
That's the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
(FUC)
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
(FUC)
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
Hold Up Wait
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
This the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
Sick of people always want a hand out
Shooter look around
Damn now it's man down
Eat shit just to make 'em understand now
Lose shit make you really want to break down
You don't know until your lying in a hearse
If you knew what I did than they'd probably get you first
Am I looking for a way out
Ignorance on my face as it spills out
You can catch me at the roundabout
Tendency to run your mouth
The type to say their snitching cuz they probably bring a gun around
No faking bruh it's starting now
Don't question what I talk about
I hear a single word then they'll probably bring the coffin out
(Yeah)
That's the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
(Yeah)
That's the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
Cuz lately I've been feeling like I'm caged in
Nice convo with the homie word to satan
Through the shots man he finally found a way in
Acting like I wasn't patiently waiting
(Yeah)
What the fuck you gon' say
Get the fuck out my face
What the fuck you gon' trade
(Yeah)
I don't want no sympathy
But you take my soul with dignity
Or you'll have to get rid of me
Look
Look
(Yeah)
Took me way too many years
(Yeah)
Took me way to many deaths
(Yeah)
Took me way too many tears
(Uh)
For you to say what's up next
(Yeah)
Took me way too many years
(Yeah)
Took me way to many deaths
(Yeah)
Took me way too many tears
(Uh)
For you to say what's up next
You can catch me at the roundabout
Tendency to run your mouth
The type to say their snitching cuz they probably bring a gun around
No faking bruh it's starting now
Don't question what I talk about
I hear a single word then they'll probably bring the coffin out
(Yeah)
That's the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
(Yeah)
That's the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
(Yeah)
That's the type of shit I'm talking 'bout
(FUC)
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