Just A Thought
Younger days we played with Guns
in my whole hood they militant
Real descriptive about shootouts nigga I then witnessed it
Hop out cars Onna mission cannot leave no witnesses
Don't care if my lil sis right or wrong to me she innocent
In them trenches
Trust no bitches
It get twisted
This shit vicious
Ain't NOMO standup intentions all these nigga here malicious
I then hopped all type of fences
Kno some crack heads that turnt killa
Most these niggas really bitches
Choose who they call out for snitches
I can't trust nobody
Wont say his name
But my lil bro got 4-5 bodies
That niggas really love the streets
The shit his hobbie
Don't got the weapon or his prints
He beating bodies
He don't move sloppy
Anyway I'm trynna show em why I'm mr make it happen
From The Raq Where this bitch Crackin
At 11 we love ratchets
In the trap they make the pack flips
Trynna take on some rap shit
On My Grizzy Never slackin
I ain't think that this a happen
Who as hot as me
Heaven sent bitch Ima a prodigy
Who Wont flop like me
Wont sell they soul to reach the top like me
Who chasing gwop like me
Sonic the hedgehog he copied me
No one a body me
I can't see a soul just topping me
But that bitch topping me
in my whole hood they militant
Real descriptive about shootouts nigga I then witnessed it
Hop out cars Onna mission cannot leave no witnesses
Don't care if my lil sis right or wrong to me she innocent
In them trenches
Trust no bitches
It get twisted
This shit vicious
Ain't NOMO standup intentions all these nigga here malicious
I then hopped all type of fences
Kno some crack heads that turnt killa
Most these niggas really bitches
Choose who they call out for snitches
I can't trust nobody
Wont say his name
But my lil bro got 4-5 bodies
That niggas really love the streets
The shit his hobbie
Don't got the weapon or his prints
He beating bodies
He don't move sloppy
Anyway I'm trynna show em why I'm mr make it happen
From The Raq Where this bitch Crackin
At 11 we love ratchets
In the trap they make the pack flips
Trynna take on some rap shit
On My Grizzy Never slackin
I ain't think that this a happen
Who as hot as me
Heaven sent bitch Ima a prodigy
Who Wont flop like me
Wont sell they soul to reach the top like me
Who chasing gwop like me
Sonic the hedgehog he copied me
No one a body me
I can't see a soul just topping me
But that bitch topping me
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Writer(s): Ahmeail Merrritt
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