Youuu

And I looked up and he was standing right behind me

Always said she hate my shit my heart black need to paint that shit
But most times add up everything you spent
Probably larger than the mother fucking thanks you get

Well tally up another lesson
Have no second guessing on the next investment one kill shot
Is this the real shot never know till you pull it
And you never know what's leaving with the bullet
If it had a name call it sometimes
Gets me sometimes take walks on the wild side
Also call it momma don't look at your child side
I still think it's fucked up I talk to you through the sky
Still chasing Ms so yeah I'm still asking why
Do the good die so right close to my eye
Ask me where I been location through a lot
On everything I feel they will never be forgot



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Writer(s): Nikko Beason
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