Flawed

Yeah I'm flawed uhh
Nigga I know I'm scarred
I been holding my guard uhh
And why they wanna know what we on
Y'all niggas know what we on

Yea I'm flawed
Wishing I was blinded to this shit
Like Ray Charles
You could lookout for that dawg
That bastard still gone bite a bone
That hoe accusing
Know she guilty
She won't ever write her wrongs
I think I love tha devil she a demon in dem thongs
We filled our stomach off Vienna
Dem lil sausage in da can
Just cause they was yo day one
Don't mean they gone stay yo mans
I found out niggas round me won't with me
I used to be yo homie
I be damned if I'm yo friend

Don't know how you was raised but I was raised up off survival
If you won't my homie then we moving like we rivals
Gas we be on be strong blow me down if yo shit louder
You ain't really profit off that weed
You want that powder
What's our alternative
We ain't gottem
Dem cops starting da bullshit they'on solve problems
They buss the whole clip empty like its rain showers
So when we need that protection why we can't bang ours
Ay look they way my niggas feeling they might fill you wit holes
Dump you like change
We can't fuck with dem rats or dem moles
Ain't staying da same
More life just mean my mental gone grow
You know I'm getting to da chicken
Know I'm getting the loaf
I'm doing a toast
Cuz my niggas be solid
They gone lie under oath
And all my niggas bout that action so don't wack on approach
And if you finna go outside just keep that strap with you first
Cuz you know what niggas did was by his side in a hearse

Yea I'm flawed
Wishing I was blinded to this shit
Like Ray Charles
You could lookout for that dawg
Dat bastard still gone bite a bone
She guilty
She won't write her wrongs...
I think I love tha devil she a demon in dem thongs
We filled our stomach off Vienna
Dem lil sausage in da can
Just cause they was yo day one
Don't mean they gone stay yo mans
I found out niggas round me won't wit me
I used to be yo homie
I be damned if I'm yo friend

Don't know how you was raised but I was raised up off survival
We moving like we rivals
You gone have to blow me down
Smoking on that weed power
Higher



Credits
Writer(s): Takiyah Carter
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