Avenge

Knock Knock Guess Who?
We gon set up this roof on fire
Yea I can't stop now I won't retire
Yea this perc and codeine got me feeling higher
Pull up in a Benz truck
What's in my cup? none of your business
But if you wanna know its that lean act
Don't fuck with pussy niggas we don't play with rats
Fuck that bitch from the back now she attached
Lil boi gon end up like Ricky shot in his back

You ion really know how it is you ain't from the field
Where niggas die, fathers cry, mommas cry, its real
Shit was hard like Tupac I shed so many tears
Keep that Glock around the block yea I had to be prepared

Middle finger to my opps y'all never scare me
Flipping packs around the clock yea I made a killing
I know you hate me and it's real if I were you I would kill me
Rocking Cartier black out shades my life's in 3D
Yea my homie took yo bitch fucked her once no repeat
Sippin Wok don't know how to stop its just the routine
Fired my old management this the new me
Now I'm back on my bullshit collecting blue cheese
My niggas left, My fam left, My percs will never me
Percys Keep me high high it feel like I'm sightseeing
That bitch used to swerve me now I leave that bitch on read
Bitch im helicopter fly bitch I'm gone off them meds

Knock, Knock Guess Who?
We gon set up this roof on fire
Yea I can't stop now I won't retire
Yea this perc and codeine got me feeling higher
Pull up in a Benz truck
What's in my cup? none of your business
But if you wanna know its that lean act
Don't fuck with pussy niggas we don't play with rats
Fuck that bitch from the back now she attached
Lil boi gon end up like Ricky shot in his back

You ion really know how it is you ain't from the field
Where niggas die, fathers cry, mommas cry, its real
Shit was hard like Tupac I shed so many tears
Keep that Glock around the block yea I had to be prepared



Credits
Writer(s): James Hudson, James Hudson Jr.
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