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Ain't nobody tell me when my n-as gone, they gone for good
If you my n-a, put you on, I hope you make it out the hood
But it's all good, I wish you could. Overheart is where I stood
I wish a n-a would try to play me like I'm dumb
How the f-k you rat? Ain't have my back. And we both coming from that slum
And she think I'm dumb. Walking on the path, she tried to set me up
Never trusted these hoes anyway. God help me up, I'll die anyway
Come here bitch, wet me up. Played the hand that I was dealt
N-a f-k the hype? Better not hesitate. Catch Israel ass at the light
Snitchin' ass, tried to get me life. N-a stuck up in the timbo with a shank up in the night
Cold nights, jumping fences. All night, stuck up in them trenches
He ain't my man, that n-a a witness. Tell the police better mind they business
And to the n-a that killed Jazz, there's no forgiveness. Light his ass like it's Christmas. N-a died by sickness
N-a died by sickness. N-a died by sickness. N-a died by sickness. N-a died by sickness. Yeah
He died by what? N-a died by sickness. N-a you on my hit list, bitch. Novak And they know that
I'm Baltimore, you already know I blow that. I'm the hottest n-a out, and I show that. Yeah, it's novak
And they know that
If you my n-a, put you on, I hope you make it out the hood
But it's all good, I wish you could. Overheart is where I stood
I wish a n-a would try to play me like I'm dumb
How the f-k you rat? Ain't have my back. And we both coming from that slum
And she think I'm dumb. Walking on the path, she tried to set me up
Never trusted these hoes anyway. God help me up, I'll die anyway
Come here bitch, wet me up. Played the hand that I was dealt
N-a f-k the hype? Better not hesitate. Catch Israel ass at the light
Snitchin' ass, tried to get me life. N-a stuck up in the timbo with a shank up in the night
Cold nights, jumping fences. All night, stuck up in them trenches
He ain't my man, that n-a a witness. Tell the police better mind they business
And to the n-a that killed Jazz, there's no forgiveness. Light his ass like it's Christmas. N-a died by sickness
N-a died by sickness. N-a died by sickness. N-a died by sickness. N-a died by sickness. Yeah
He died by what? N-a died by sickness. N-a you on my hit list, bitch. Novak And they know that
I'm Baltimore, you already know I blow that. I'm the hottest n-a out, and I show that. Yeah, it's novak
And they know that
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Writer(s): Kavon Parker
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