F**k Rap

I got a couple niggas who gon ride
I got a couple niggas who gon slide
I got niggas who made niggas hide
So he don't have no more pride
It was niggas who made niggas cry
Please don't play I hope you don't try
Ima go get it pain In my eye
I'm struggling but Ima survive
Pray to the lord I don't quit sometimes
Protect fam I don't play about mine
Onna code give the shirt off my spine
I get a check I'm splitting like von
Smoking gas tripping my mind
Losing sleep writing these rhymes
I'm cool but need better times
Ima be humble I know ima shine
Keeping it real stick to the grind
Stick to the code stop complying
Niggas be tipping it's sick it's swine
Give me some liquor I don't drink
Wine
I'm feeling a buzz I'm high in the sky
Go outside pray you don't die

It's a warzone them bullets can fly
Hit the wrong target asking why
Look at your mans he think he the guy
Killed a kid killers eye
Killer gets killed two people died
Killing our population without trying
Doing clan work reverse time
It's a lot of shit in my mind
Some of this shit I keep it inside
Outspoken person it's hard but I try
Niggas not on man time
They don't like to hear these rhymes
When I speak I don't lie
It's a difference when he dropping
Dimes
I just spit facts without trying
I gotta make it this my time
My kid not struggling for a dime



Credits
Writer(s): Donnie Bradley Jr
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