Strike One

Strike One
I heard a rumor though, Strike One
I don't know what the issue
I'm just trynna take your temperature lil nigga
Yeah Strike One. You don't wanna go down there, it's not fun
Strike Two. Bitch now don't you tell me, what you gon do
Strike Three. If I catch a body, they gon free him
Strike Four. I know my boy Jesus, got that envelope
They know I'm their doctor, I was giving them prescriptions
My brother's, they suspected me, cause we fit the description
Alotta people homeless nigga, I'll send em on that mission
I don't want no problem, but if he want it
He could get it, they forget you
I can't even trust that boy no more, y'all know it's give and go
I can't even call my mom, no more, she kicked me out that door
I was in the field, you know my brothers, you could check the score
They know I ain't in no shit no more, I'll do it on my own
Huh huh huh huh
Who gon protect me
I'm the true protector of all my hood, made that investment
What you trynna say, you're playing detective
None of that shit matter
Long as we getting that money, you saw me pull up in that phantom
Huh huh, man what
Y'all niggas tell me what's up, what's going on
Y'all niggas know what time I'm on, huh
Don't go that way though
Say what's going on, y'all know it's been going on
Strike One. You don't wanna go down there, it's not fun
Strike Two. Bitch now don't you tell me, what you gon do
Strike Three. If I catch a body, they gon free him
Strike Four. I know my boy Jesus got that envelope
I Got Prescription
Grab Prescrip
On that mission, he could get it
Jack



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Writer(s): Cassius Black
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