PABLOWRLD

You stabbed me in the back I seen it and it really fucked me up
Please miss me wit da yak I mean it kool-aid in my double cup
I shoulda peeped the act was feinin' cuz a nigga blowin' up
I got the backwoods for the weed Ima just gon head roll it up
I hope I make it out this rut but ain't gon make it offa luck
I cannot sell my soul out for no cheddar ain't no switchin' up
In that jam won't ever fold G Pe$o ain't no bitchin' up
I'm married to the money that's the only time I'm hitchin' up

If he run up on my brother have the doctor stitch 'em up
Pablo died it left me stuck, now I do not have a fuck to give
I done shed so many tears I done faced so many fears
I done cut so many off you would think that I had some sheers
Can't believe they took my brother we had spent so many years
Together
Heart cold need a sweater
Let Ralph out still got yo letter
From down south we bout that cheddar
Can't be soft just like a feather
Get through the storm you gotta weather
Times get hard just keep yo head up
Times get hard you gotta fight
Pray hard every single night
And God gon make the shit aiight
I'm rappin' now my future bright
I came from dark I'm in the light
Can't ever crash won't get a kite
These niggas mad and wanna smite
Because I got my money right

You stabbed me in the back I seen it and it really fucked me up
Please miss me wit da yak I mean it kool-aid in my double cup
I shoulda peeped the act was feinin' cuz a nigga blowin' up
I got the backwoods for the weed so Ima just gon roll it up
I hope I make it out this rut but ain't gon make it offa luck
I cannot sell my soul out for no cheddar ain't no switchin' up
In that jam won't ever fold G Pe$o ain't no bitchin' up
I'm married to the money that's the only time I'm hitchin' up

If he run up on my brother pop him like a pill
But I ain't tryna drill I'm focused on a hunnit mill
Ima get my dukes a crib
Somewhere out all in the hills
Just to show her this shit real
Give a fuck 'bout how you feel
I won't this way when I was lil
Pablo blood was on the floor
In Wake Med I seen the spill said he collapsed right at the door
Don't wanna live this life no more a nigga still be tryna heal
They don't got it where I'm from that's why them youngins go and steal.

You stabbed me in the back I seen it and it really fucked me up
Please miss me wit da yak I mean it kool-aid in my double cup
I shoulda peeped the act was feinin' cuz a nigga blowin' up
I got the backwood for the weed so Ima just gon roll it up
I hope I make it out this rut but ain't gon make it offa luck
I cannot sell my soul out for no cheddar ain't no switchin' up
In that jam won't ever fold G Pe$o ain't no bitchin' up
I'm married to the money that's the only time I'm hitchin' up



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Writer(s): Keonte' Bradley
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