Cleo

Young Savage why trapping so Hard
Daddy rip serving on the block
Take him home his momma
Living in dat sqwalla
Sick from the down
She slanging pussy for a dollar
Little man is geeked up
Full camber clips stuffed
Hotline bing
Wrist game straight slush
Re up, hit the high beams
Copped a brick of icing
It hit the streets like lightning
Paper he dive in
He wanted to be like Nino
Puffing on da primo
Keep it on the low
But he let his teeth floss
Niggas hated on his drippy ways
Plotting they wished em pain
Couldn't get lil man
Aimed at a deeper vain
Chopped moms hot hit
Came home she was hard stiff
Grabbed the hammer
Jumped in the OGs whip to drop 6
Tears he couldn't cry
Revenge and his pride
No life in her eyes
Blood beats 4 Homicide
Pulled up to the opps crib
Fired till he heard click
Pulled the chopper from the back
Left the whole street rinsed
Heartless from da get
All he felt was cold
When he heard the sirens
Momma im coming home
Pigs on one side
Let one go his man's died
Lockdown is suicide
Cash rules
Except compromise
Lifted the barrel with no clip
Said a prayer fuck this
Aiming at the new Vic
Headline on the channel 6
Legend in streets now
Mural where he lay down
They speak his name now
He went out like Cleo



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Writer(s): Gerald Wynter
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