Strung Out
Yeah yeah
Oh no
Dub Y
Le Go
Yeah yeah
Oh no
Dub Y
Yeah
You pull the trig on ya self
Click
I guess you ain't fuck the help
Bitch
And all the continuous agony bullshit
You physically mentally felt
Shit
Nigga I know I can't blame you
Not at all
Cause I'm not the one who had made you
If I was the one to create you and let you die
I put the blame on myself
Know Dat
Life is a story to never be told by the dead
Keep that in mind
Community strung out
Bounty on everyone's head
Try to survive
Don't Die
White got the gun out
It's even killing kids
Please stay inside
You pull the drug out
Hoping that shit do the trick
Flick of the light
Flick
Bitch I'm a sinner
Knock knock who's there
What a surprise
Let me dinner, momma I'm leaving
Just leave me the keys on the shrine
Straight Up
Suicide
What do these rappers say do or die
Look in the mirror it's you and I
Niggas must of forgot I'm a Gemini
Like a movie reflection is different side
Making faces and giving off different vibes
It's a part of my inner I can't deny
Fisty cuffs with the glass now my knuckles shine
In a future I pray that will come to life
Need degree cause a nigga don't Fahrenheit
Tear the pussy up leave a hoe paralyze
Send a shock through yo body like Frankenstein
You got mothafuckin
Post-traumatic Stress Dick Disorder
Hit the clique my nigga
Leave the organs slaughtered
Get topped off my nigga
Like some bottled water
Leave that half eaten pussy like a fucked up order
I'm
Strung out
Ante and Wise going crazy my nigga
We kick all the birds to curb
We ain't Donald Duck
Fucking on multiple Daisys my nigga
My soul can get darker than Hades my nigga
Can't fuck with no Ls T Mcgrady my nigga
You talking that shit
Ya whole circle get split
Like the logo you find on Mercedes my nigga
Don't ever play with me
Family pray for me
Niggas make moves but it's only from A to B
When I makes moves they gone take me from A to Z
Stuck on the path I been paving so patiently
All of my people is strung out
Strung out
Stay inside white got the gun out
Gun out
I tell my children to run now
Scream and they might fuck around pull ya lungs out
Sun up from sundown
Strung out
Its about to get tragic
Don't fuck with me
More tragic than sight of a ugly bitch before the plastic
You ugly as fuck hoe
I'm slicing and dicing these niggas
I'm Mel with the hatchet
Cut off yo head leave that shit on yo porch in a basket
Youngin so drastic
Look what I mastered
Use to hate whips now we got em like master
Giving slave names to the shit that we use everyday
And we wonder why we can't get past it
Nigga I'm tired of all this
Whole in ya chest that's a cardigan
Ball for the fame bitch I ball to win
You ball for the fame bitch I ball to win
Strung out
Stay inside white got the gun out
I tell my children to run now
Scream and they might fuck around pull ya lungs out
Sun up from sundown
Strung out
Strung out
Stay inside white got the gun out
Gun out
I tell my children to run now
Scream and they might fuck around pull ya lungs out
Sun up from
Oh no
Dub Y
Le Go
Yeah yeah
Oh no
Dub Y
Yeah
You pull the trig on ya self
Click
I guess you ain't fuck the help
Bitch
And all the continuous agony bullshit
You physically mentally felt
Shit
Nigga I know I can't blame you
Not at all
Cause I'm not the one who had made you
If I was the one to create you and let you die
I put the blame on myself
Know Dat
Life is a story to never be told by the dead
Keep that in mind
Community strung out
Bounty on everyone's head
Try to survive
Don't Die
White got the gun out
It's even killing kids
Please stay inside
You pull the drug out
Hoping that shit do the trick
Flick of the light
Flick
Bitch I'm a sinner
Knock knock who's there
What a surprise
Let me dinner, momma I'm leaving
Just leave me the keys on the shrine
Straight Up
Suicide
What do these rappers say do or die
Look in the mirror it's you and I
Niggas must of forgot I'm a Gemini
Like a movie reflection is different side
Making faces and giving off different vibes
It's a part of my inner I can't deny
Fisty cuffs with the glass now my knuckles shine
In a future I pray that will come to life
Need degree cause a nigga don't Fahrenheit
Tear the pussy up leave a hoe paralyze
Send a shock through yo body like Frankenstein
You got mothafuckin
Post-traumatic Stress Dick Disorder
Hit the clique my nigga
Leave the organs slaughtered
Get topped off my nigga
Like some bottled water
Leave that half eaten pussy like a fucked up order
I'm
Strung out
Ante and Wise going crazy my nigga
We kick all the birds to curb
We ain't Donald Duck
Fucking on multiple Daisys my nigga
My soul can get darker than Hades my nigga
Can't fuck with no Ls T Mcgrady my nigga
You talking that shit
Ya whole circle get split
Like the logo you find on Mercedes my nigga
Don't ever play with me
Family pray for me
Niggas make moves but it's only from A to B
When I makes moves they gone take me from A to Z
Stuck on the path I been paving so patiently
All of my people is strung out
Strung out
Stay inside white got the gun out
Gun out
I tell my children to run now
Scream and they might fuck around pull ya lungs out
Sun up from sundown
Strung out
Its about to get tragic
Don't fuck with me
More tragic than sight of a ugly bitch before the plastic
You ugly as fuck hoe
I'm slicing and dicing these niggas
I'm Mel with the hatchet
Cut off yo head leave that shit on yo porch in a basket
Youngin so drastic
Look what I mastered
Use to hate whips now we got em like master
Giving slave names to the shit that we use everyday
And we wonder why we can't get past it
Nigga I'm tired of all this
Whole in ya chest that's a cardigan
Ball for the fame bitch I ball to win
You ball for the fame bitch I ball to win
Strung out
Stay inside white got the gun out
I tell my children to run now
Scream and they might fuck around pull ya lungs out
Sun up from sundown
Strung out
Strung out
Stay inside white got the gun out
Gun out
I tell my children to run now
Scream and they might fuck around pull ya lungs out
Sun up from
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