30 To Count

Cant trust these bitches
They be crafty
Have ya mans up and clap you
Smile in ya face but ain't valid
Watch who you rap to
1 neva cuff uh shawty
Dat da homie ran thru
2 dont let her know too much
She might jam you
3 neva fall in love
Leave it for the fans to
4 all ma young players out there
Move how a man do
5 mins all it take
For her to run a scandal
Have 6 cops outside twisting on da handle
7 more pulling up I'm lookin for ma hammer
Its 8 different ways to get out this damn Hampton
I'm through the window up 9 blocks
10ths what I ran to
Check da clock its 11:50pm
Think ma plan through
By 12 patience running low
Her skin color turn it blue
Her mans there he can get it too
Fuck pierced running thru
Big body shit 13 clips to run thru bih
Gave 14 warnings we on the 15th story
If I wanted you dead
Fuck around nd be deeper than if buried
Dats 16 feet for the 17th dont speak
If I say da shit again you losing 18 teeth
We on da 19th week I been told you
Subtract 20 from 50 then 30s rolling on you
Dont give me 21 reasons to put a hurtin on you
I'm 22 strictly hands
they'll close the curtain on you
Treat it like its creed when 23 walking in
I'm 24 turning 25 i pray i win
Got 26 for these niggas anytime they spin
It's either you or me solidify dat I'm breathing again
I'm trynna see 27 so I'm gripping on this weapon
Its 28 opps on this block
But they ain't steppin
Dat 29 people but only 1 nigga pressin
Hit pop RIP da 30s off they chest cause they ain't repin.



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Writer(s): Ameer Banks
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