Walk Thru
Ahhh
As I walk thru the valley of death
I see the reaper rise
Tell me what you see in my eyes
I swear I'm traumatized
Say I ain't got no love fa no hoe
Them bitches play both sides
But fuck it keep my hope to sky
Like mike I'm super fly
Nigga wanna play with a G
That nigga just might die
Like Mayweather hit hard like ali
Sting you just like ah bee
Quit playing, you ain't fucking with me
Hate Caine, you mad at me
Is it cause I'm going real hard, Tell me what it be
Is it cause my money getting long, shid that's just what it is
Heart empty like a Minute Maid jug, don't never show no love
Told her ima hustle real hard, I got it out mud
Why you never show no mo love, I just can't do fake love
Walk em down, punch him dead in his teeth
And make that nigga bleed
Like pussy, pop him once and he dead
That nigga spitting up lead
Taught myself, grown to a man
Ain't have no helping hand
Remember I was sleep on the floor
Ain't even have no bed
Ain't even have no bed
Had to teach myself how to be a man
In this world you run it up until you dead
It's get with it or get left that's what it is
I got my brothers to my right and they gon step fa me nigga
My loyalty it never die, and ima stand on it nigga
If you my nigga, you my nigga, ain't no wrongs in you nigga
Ima ride and you gon ride, know ima slide fa my niggas
Never change, head in the game, that's the motto li nigga
You ain't with it, I'm not with you, I'm just reminding you niggas
Live by God, I won't stand down, realer than most of these niggas
And when it's beef, it never end, just know I'm coming li nigga
As I walk thru the valley of death
I see the reaper rise
Tell me what you see in my eyes
I swear I'm traumatized
Say I ain't got no love fa no hoe
Them bitches play both sides
But fuck it keep my hope to sky
Like mike I'm super fly
Nigga wanna play with a G
That nigga just might die
Like Mayweather hit hard like ali
Sting you just like ah bee
Quit playing, you ain't fucking with me
Hate Caine, you mad at me
Is it cause I'm going real hard, Tell me what it be
Is it cause my money getting long, shid that's just what it is
Heart empty like a Minute Maid jug, don't never show no love
Told her ima hustle real hard, I got it out mud
Why you never show no mo love, I just can't do fake love
As I walk thru the valley of death
I see the reaper rise
Tell me what you see in my eyes
I swear I'm traumatized
Say I ain't got no love fa no hoe
Them bitches play both sides
But fuck it keep my hope to sky
Like mike I'm super fly
Nigga wanna play with a G
That nigga just might die
Like Mayweather hit hard like ali
Sting you just like ah bee
Quit playing, you ain't fucking with me
Hate Caine, you mad at me
Is it cause I'm going real hard, Tell me what it be
Is it cause my money getting long, shid that's just what it is
Heart empty like a Minute Maid jug, don't never show no love
Told her ima hustle real hard, I got it out mud
Why you never show no mo love, I just can't do fake love
Walk em down, punch him dead in his teeth
And make that nigga bleed
Like pussy, pop him once and he dead
That nigga spitting up lead
Taught myself, grown to a man
Ain't have no helping hand
Remember I was sleep on the floor
Ain't even have no bed
Ain't even have no bed
Had to teach myself how to be a man
In this world you run it up until you dead
It's get with it or get left that's what it is
I got my brothers to my right and they gon step fa me nigga
My loyalty it never die, and ima stand on it nigga
If you my nigga, you my nigga, ain't no wrongs in you nigga
Ima ride and you gon ride, know ima slide fa my niggas
Never change, head in the game, that's the motto li nigga
You ain't with it, I'm not with you, I'm just reminding you niggas
Live by God, I won't stand down, realer than most of these niggas
And when it's beef, it never end, just know I'm coming li nigga
As I walk thru the valley of death
I see the reaper rise
Tell me what you see in my eyes
I swear I'm traumatized
Say I ain't got no love fa no hoe
Them bitches play both sides
But fuck it keep my hope to sky
Like mike I'm super fly
Nigga wanna play with a G
That nigga just might die
Like Mayweather hit hard like ali
Sting you just like ah bee
Quit playing, you ain't fucking with me
Hate Caine, you mad at me
Is it cause I'm going real hard, Tell me what it be
Is it cause my money getting long, shid that's just what it is
Heart empty like a Minute Maid jug, don't never show no love
Told her ima hustle real hard, I got it out mud
Why you never show no mo love, I just can't do fake love
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Writer(s): Cardrel Dyer
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