First Child 0.2
God, can you tell me that you hear me I don't even wanna be here no more
These niggas in the streets, they be envying and all I'm tryna do is make it ohua
I best believe I'm finna get my soul took but I ain't gone let'em take me out
But please, can you tell me that you hear me
I need you to put me on security
And I ain't scared all these niggas they be playin' jangang
I shoot you with the ranger penetrate your body I'ma take two before I go
You niggas ain't no gang gang you niggas cannot faze me
Uh, my mama still my hood I'm tryna take her out
I tell my mama patient I'ma take you out these bitches really hangin' on my fuckin' Nervous
He got shot in the leg I guess that nigga moved
Yeah, that tongue talk tryna rip my soul these niggas don't even know me
I just came in the city, how the fuck do you chase me couple niggas wanna shoot me
But I tell my mama, day to day that I love her so I ain't gone let these pussy nigga try me
I swear to God, not before I buy my mama a house mama told me God said I'm the Chosen one
In the kitchen whippin' Tjay and I smoke him too and if I tell my nigga shoot, and he gon' Bust your head
Tryna make these bitches hear me through the headphones, money on my mind and Ninety-nine Problems
How you say I switched on you ain't even made a penny and how the fuck you fuck Around and tell'em bout my Problems this street shit ain't no joke I tell my lil' brother I Saw my mama through the struggle I need a strong Bitch mamma taught me couple shit My teachers couldn't do and these drugs in my head don't even help no more
I fight these demons every day with these pills
Yeah, I bet you won't tell'em niggas I ain't scared yeah why you tryna get me in the bin
Yeah your homeboy had gun on my back yeah you was right there, nigga you ain't did Non pussy nigga pussy nigga you ain't did non
God, can you tell me that you hear me I don't even wanna be here no more
These niggas in the streets, they be envying and all I'm tryna do is make it ohua
I best believe I'm finna get my soul took but I ain't gone let'em take me out
But please can you tell me that you hear me I need you to put me on security I need you To put me on security Lord I'm dying off tequila since 15 I was riding my own go tell your Bitches gang I ain't scared
Ain't no nigga finna scare me with my two low how long do I gotta wait for all these pain Yeah
To fly away God can you tell me that you hear me God can you tell me that you listening
My body geeking off these perky yeah and these niggas in these streets they tryna take Me out
These niggas in the streets, they be envying and all I'm tryna do is make it ohua
I best believe I'm finna get my soul took but I ain't gone let'em take me out
But please, can you tell me that you hear me
I need you to put me on security
And I ain't scared all these niggas they be playin' jangang
I shoot you with the ranger penetrate your body I'ma take two before I go
You niggas ain't no gang gang you niggas cannot faze me
Uh, my mama still my hood I'm tryna take her out
I tell my mama patient I'ma take you out these bitches really hangin' on my fuckin' Nervous
He got shot in the leg I guess that nigga moved
Yeah, that tongue talk tryna rip my soul these niggas don't even know me
I just came in the city, how the fuck do you chase me couple niggas wanna shoot me
But I tell my mama, day to day that I love her so I ain't gone let these pussy nigga try me
I swear to God, not before I buy my mama a house mama told me God said I'm the Chosen one
In the kitchen whippin' Tjay and I smoke him too and if I tell my nigga shoot, and he gon' Bust your head
Tryna make these bitches hear me through the headphones, money on my mind and Ninety-nine Problems
How you say I switched on you ain't even made a penny and how the fuck you fuck Around and tell'em bout my Problems this street shit ain't no joke I tell my lil' brother I Saw my mama through the struggle I need a strong Bitch mamma taught me couple shit My teachers couldn't do and these drugs in my head don't even help no more
I fight these demons every day with these pills
Yeah, I bet you won't tell'em niggas I ain't scared yeah why you tryna get me in the bin
Yeah your homeboy had gun on my back yeah you was right there, nigga you ain't did Non pussy nigga pussy nigga you ain't did non
God, can you tell me that you hear me I don't even wanna be here no more
These niggas in the streets, they be envying and all I'm tryna do is make it ohua
I best believe I'm finna get my soul took but I ain't gone let'em take me out
But please can you tell me that you hear me I need you to put me on security I need you To put me on security Lord I'm dying off tequila since 15 I was riding my own go tell your Bitches gang I ain't scared
Ain't no nigga finna scare me with my two low how long do I gotta wait for all these pain Yeah
To fly away God can you tell me that you hear me God can you tell me that you listening
My body geeking off these perky yeah and these niggas in these streets they tryna take Me out
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Writer(s): Colie Brown
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