Scales
Bless bless bless
Bless bless
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Uh
D-d-damn, talk too much bitch shuttup
If you wanna fight a nigga bitch wassup
You can see it my eyes I got my luck up
Nowadays im taxing for the feature, no discussion
Got them repercussions
I got different sides in my eyes, Yin Yang
Saying something, the other side, nothing
Weighed them up on a fish scale since a younging
Got me some trouble and a whole lot of tussling
Whole lot of fussing
Got me convulsing
Dealt with the cards on my deck
I got to shuffling
King and a joker, mean I can fold ya
At the same time a nigga be the one to fold you get to dumping
I been fucking up since i came out my momma
I aint smoking none if the strain aint stronger
Feds at my door I got cane in mi casa
Don't know none bout that bitch im staying at Ramada
I got
Different sides
Different persons
Shinigami lurking, lurking
Twinnem, brother, slime
We gone slide
Niggas purging
X a nigga out
Choppa loud, surround sound
Quiet for the sermon
Fuck that shit I like it loud
I can flip this shit up, bitch
I can turn shit up, bitch
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my wrist
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my fit
I can flip this shit up, bitch
I can fuck shit up, bitch
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my wrist
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my fit
Im right on Gresham road
Where the nigga creep up and you never know
Since i been heaven sent adolescent though
I can teach you a lesson, professor though
Do you know where to find my some oxy
Im asking for a friend
If you die before I get you
Im aiming at your skin
Left on my nuts and my right up to God
Hanging up whenever demons gone call
Man I wanted to whip it out the stove
Aint had me a pot
Man I wanted to keep my story
But aint had me a plot
I had me a glock
Nothing else but bloody journals on my script
Sitting right next to my scripture
You could ask my sister
She the one advised me not to
But i didnt listen
Fuck em we ball
Repeat to remember
Watch em all fall
Playing in the dark
Nigga with the dogs
Nigga with the
I got
Different sides
Different persons
Shinigami lurking, lurking
Twinnem, brother, slime
We gone slide
Niggas purging
X a nigga out
Choppa loud, surround sound
Quiet for the sermon
Fuck that shit I like it loud
I can flip this shit up, bitch
I can turn shit up, bitch
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my wrist
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my fit
I can flip this shit up, bitch
I can fuck shit up, bitch
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my wrist
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my fit
Bless bless
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Uh
D-d-damn, talk too much bitch shuttup
If you wanna fight a nigga bitch wassup
You can see it my eyes I got my luck up
Nowadays im taxing for the feature, no discussion
Got them repercussions
I got different sides in my eyes, Yin Yang
Saying something, the other side, nothing
Weighed them up on a fish scale since a younging
Got me some trouble and a whole lot of tussling
Whole lot of fussing
Got me convulsing
Dealt with the cards on my deck
I got to shuffling
King and a joker, mean I can fold ya
At the same time a nigga be the one to fold you get to dumping
I been fucking up since i came out my momma
I aint smoking none if the strain aint stronger
Feds at my door I got cane in mi casa
Don't know none bout that bitch im staying at Ramada
I got
Different sides
Different persons
Shinigami lurking, lurking
Twinnem, brother, slime
We gone slide
Niggas purging
X a nigga out
Choppa loud, surround sound
Quiet for the sermon
Fuck that shit I like it loud
I can flip this shit up, bitch
I can turn shit up, bitch
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my wrist
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my fit
I can flip this shit up, bitch
I can fuck shit up, bitch
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my wrist
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my fit
Im right on Gresham road
Where the nigga creep up and you never know
Since i been heaven sent adolescent though
I can teach you a lesson, professor though
Do you know where to find my some oxy
Im asking for a friend
If you die before I get you
Im aiming at your skin
Left on my nuts and my right up to God
Hanging up whenever demons gone call
Man I wanted to whip it out the stove
Aint had me a pot
Man I wanted to keep my story
But aint had me a plot
I had me a glock
Nothing else but bloody journals on my script
Sitting right next to my scripture
You could ask my sister
She the one advised me not to
But i didnt listen
Fuck em we ball
Repeat to remember
Watch em all fall
Playing in the dark
Nigga with the dogs
Nigga with the
I got
Different sides
Different persons
Shinigami lurking, lurking
Twinnem, brother, slime
We gone slide
Niggas purging
X a nigga out
Choppa loud, surround sound
Quiet for the sermon
Fuck that shit I like it loud
I can flip this shit up, bitch
I can turn shit up, bitch
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my wrist
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my fit
I can flip this shit up, bitch
I can fuck shit up, bitch
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my wrist
Bet none nigga gone fuck up my fit
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