Pieces (feat. KeyloDaGod)

It's some shit I can teach you
If you listen to me nigga
It's some shit I can teach you
When this bomb blow up
Don't help me pick up the pieces
Rizzy
Aye when this bomb blow up
Don't help me pick up the pieces
That shit had broke me up back then
She broke my heart into pieces
Your letters gone with the wind
I tore that shit up to pieces
They say that nigga must be hungry
Turnt the beat into Reese's
They say that nigga go so hard
He never needed a feature
Used to take pills everyday
I was stuck in the bleachers
Aye how the fuck he get through school
He was cool with the teachers
Aye if you listen to me nigga
It's some shit I can teach you
Aye if you really want that bag
You got to get it yourself
Aye don't be racing they ass
Be in a race with yourself
Don't let them niggas hit the gas
Just go face it yourself
Thought I had a team behind me
All I had was me myself
Fuck it
It might just feel better
To say I did it myself
Ain't got no kids but ima step daddy
Who really gone step
I lost a lot of angels
And they don't know how I felt
I put my hands over my ears
But I just kept seeing deaf
Don't want to go back to my hood
It ain't no real niggas left
Lil dog was seven years old
Smoking blacks on the steps
Sometimes I open up my eyes
And I wish you was there
My brother trying to steer me right
But I keep banging the left
I used to tell him about my dreams
Now big strap on shelf's
Before I go n brush my teeth
I grab my strap off the shelf
He ain't been sleeping trying to scheme
I can see it in his face
OG still on lean
I fell in love with the taste
Feel my pain cock and aim
Some people don't understand
How to tame a gorilla
When he come straight off the mental
Life keep it simple
Struggle just a little
God forgive me for my sins
But I was made a sinner
Yea we coming for the money
And we coming out that jungle
All this pain on my brain
When I think about my brother
I miss you
That's word to my mother
I never fold under pressure
Ain't no pussy nigga to come test you
And god can't help
Add crimes with no mask on
I got to pray for my side cause homicides
On my side niggas don't last long
Fast cash get it gone
I'm on a mission to get it
Get in my way I'm a flip you
Baby I'm serious
Aye when this bomb blow up
Don't help me pick up the pieces
That shit had broke me up back then
She broke my heart into pieces
Your letters gone with the wind
I tore that shit up to pieces
They say that nigga must be hungry
Turnt the beat into Reese's
They say that nigga go so hard
He never needed a feature
Used to take pills everyday
I was stuck in the bleachers
Aye how the fuck he get through school
He was cool with the teachers
Aye if you listen to me nigga
It's some shit I can teach you



Credits
Writer(s): Tra'rodney Hill
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