Mixed Emotions

Ion pick and choose
Same homies I been with we gone Bend the rules
It's principles I stuck my neck out Once
And got ridiculed
Look what 5 years of state prison do
My right hand ratted on me so I ain't Shaking hands Unless it's business Moves

Introvert
Ion hang w them
They like my lady friends
Schizophrenic if I grab a tool ion Need mechanics
Paranoia look over ya shoulder it's a Camera on ya
Keep a grip ask them questions later My name don't start with rip

Danger zone
If we know he a rat he gone hang Alone
Spiddy senses
Dirt niggas come around my body Get itching
I see threw ya disguise
Real I recognize
And I peep pretending
Circumstances be them only chances You gone see Pretending

Calendars
I did that in my sleep
This ain't no Rick believe
No body but family really sent for me
When it's was cook ups ina cell
None of my dogs really sent shit for Me
It's principles and I ain't looking for No sympathy

Or no hand outs
Ima get it out the mud like I am scout
They ask me what I'm on I say Money is spammed Route I ain't Getting off

Can't forget that gang block and I Couldn't get no Christmas calls
You don't feel me if you ain't been so Please don't get Involved

Chased the bag I'm on it high pursuit
It's risky so ima do whatever ima Have to do
Most you niggas who carry dicks be Really vaginal
You got statements that's why they Really kicked you Off the avenue

OH Tre solid every where he go Coast to coast
All facts when i rap if you know me Ion gotta boast
I'm running laps around you niggas
I looked back y'all ain't even close
Problem is you playing catch up to a Nigga who do the Most

In the field
Ion see angles just feel demons
Tho my eyes could be deceiving
Snakes don't hiss no more they stick To you like Adhesives
Learned a lot from my OG and his Teachings
Crouch low if they creeping
Better your offense no need for Defense

Introvert
Ion hang w them
They like my lady friends
Schizophrenic if I grab a tool ion Need mechanics
Paranoia look over ya shoulder it's a Camera on ya
Keep a grip ask them questions later My name don't Start with rip

Danger zone
If we know he a rat he gone hang Alone
Spiddy senses
Dirt niggas come around my body Get itching
I see threw ya disguise
Real I recognize
And I peep pretending
Circumstances be them only chances You gone see Pretending



Credits
Writer(s): Jermaine Hairston
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