Struggles

These struggles in reality
800 Zay shit
You know my shit is not written
You know all these black folks is poverty stricken
It's not fair where's the welfare
We don't give a fuck we ain't shooting in the area
Bitch we aiming at your hair
We aiming at your head
If he keep on talking leave that boy fucking dead
I paint the scene red
I'm coming for your neck
I'm coming for the whole gang
I don't wanna disrespect
Bitch I'm coming for your neck
Gang I'm with this shit
800 Zay you know I've been totin on them blicks
Got extendos on the clip
Got a bad fucking bitch
And she sucking on my dick
While I'm speeding in the whip
Fast forward switch states
Yeah you know I'm with this shit
Outer space when I'm smoking on these gas shit
I'm smoking on this gas
I'll turn you to an opp pack
Leave you in the past
Whole gang with this shit we boutta up and blast
You know we don't give a fuck
Fuck the white people cuz they don't give a fuck
Gang showing love
They saying black lives don't even matter
What the fuck
Damm that shit really is fucked up

My nigga zay he in the pin, yeah
He in the pin
I say free him til the day it ends
Saying free him til the day it ends
You already know it's 804
In this fucking hoe
I'ma get the doe
Pass it to my bro
He a fucking goat
Yeah, Yeah
He a fucking goat
Ima let me know
What the fuck we on
Yeah, Yeah
What the fuck we on
Niggas know, yeah
Niggas know
Ay ay it's 804
In this fucking hoe
Yeah you already know
I'm getting all the fucking doe
Yeah all of the opps know
That ima get my bro
I don't even need my mother fucking
I'll pull up with your fucking hoe
Ima shoot him in his dome leave him dead
Niggas know what we on we ain't scared
Nigga play with me and ima buss the 4
But yeah anyways it's 804



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Writer(s): T.j. Edwards, Tj Lawrence Edwards
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