PENCIL TIME

Hyeah
Whoooh (Pussy)
Meeks
Whooohooo

It get eerie when I look at pictures of my niggaz and how many dead
I asked Siri how much prison time that I can fuckin' get
Just to put some bread On these pussy mother fuckers heads
Cause I want em dead pencil time leave em full of
Eerie when I look at pictures of my niggaz and how many dead
I asked Siri how prison time that I can fuckin' get
Just to put some bread On these pussy mother fuckers heads
Cause I want em dead pencil time leave em full of

First loss I ever took was pops he ain't dead that Nigga ran away
2nd loss was hood they layed cuz up in a alleyway
I was only 9 at the time ready to cock spray
Uncle coochie wanted blood period ain't hesitate
I lost him 4 years later he ain't see me graduate
Used to have me doing push ups take me to the park to race
Then I seen my grandpop lowered down in a fuckin' grave
Life did greasy like a 100 cans of sport and wave
He was like my Fuckin dad
He ain't have no money but he taught me all the sense I had
Hood had me baggin' up the drug fore I could wipe my ass
Uncle coochie said never let pussy control yo moves you'll be broke or dead

It get eerie when I look at pictures of my niggaz and how many dead
I asked Siri how much prison time that I can fuckin' get
Just to put some bread On these pussy mother fuckers heads
Cause I want em dead pencil time leave em full of
Eerie when I look at pictures of my niggaz and how many dead
I asked Siri how prison time that I can fuckin' get
Just to put some bread On these pussy mother fuckers heads
Cause I want em dead pencil time leave em full of

I Lost hood I lost coochie his real name was Henry
Uncle slick died from asthma and he taught me plenty
Started trapping in the streets that's when I lost jimmy
Scooter came next that taught me keep that tec with me
I lost bo and chuck to complications of the heart
I loved em both but somewhere in this life we grew apart
Tee tee Pauline died the same way as chuck and Bo
Then they took flee and daviz that shit touched my soul
Went from I ain't cried in 20 years to since this song was wrote
If I knew who did it bitch I'm looking for all the smoke
Aiming for the head incase you niggaz jacket flack
I would give up everything to have my niggaz back shit

It get eerie when I look at pictures of my niggaz and how many dead
I asked Siri how much prison time that I can fuckin' get
Just to put some bread On these pussy mother fuckers heads
Cause I want em dead pencil time leave em full of
Eerie when I look at pictures of my niggaz and how many dead
I asked Siri how prison time that I can fuckin' get
Just to put some bread On these pussy mother fuckers heads
Cause I want em dead pencil time leave em full of Lead

Yeah
Whoever you is fuck your mother bitch



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Writer(s): I. Meeks
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