Somebody
Baby like a stranger Na
In the field it's Dangerous
All this shit that's going ain't out a stain on us
Brodie told me when I hit them beats to put the pain on it
Glad them bullets miss me when them niggas let it rain on us
You talking to veteran
With the gun im heaven sent
Just got the day just out the layaway
I wanna president
See the dope I'm stretching
Never try to lecture me
I been a grown man along time they say my presence lit
All this faking shit irrelevant
I let you in you stressing me
In this game of thrones you will not see my fight bout peasant shit
Really I'ma legend bitch you preaching to the reverend
Had to let it go I can't be tripping bout a messy bitch
You fw the Caine hoe
I know you see the frames froze
Broke me down ratchet you had a chance but now you blew it hoe
Confused about my feelings yours was showing pretty fluent doe
Thought that we was 1 but you somebody that I use to know
You use to be my mans right
Plenty nights them thangs biting
Laugh about whatever blood brothers like we bled right
Tried to to you but I was speaking to the dead right
You tried to tell that's this ain't for boys and you a man right
You knew that I was banging and stood and watch ya mans fight
Guess that you was new to me
Really never grew with me
Bro had told cut you but I love you so you flew with
Thought we was stuck together by the hip you cut the glue to me
We pose to had bond but you played me on some wild shit
Really that was mild bitch
You turnt up for a crowd bitch
I'm who you was crying with
You When I was up I taught you how to come up from the ground bitch
But I guess that you figured you don't ball with who you down with
Stepping through crowd
Guns up and never down shit
Step on any nigga talking crazy on some loud shit
Wiping all them cards bitch
I guess I never knew you, something else to break me down with
In the field it's Dangerous
All this shit that's going ain't out a stain on us
Brodie told me when I hit them beats to put the pain on it
Glad them bullets miss me when them niggas let it rain on us
You talking to veteran
With the gun im heaven sent
Just got the day just out the layaway
I wanna president
See the dope I'm stretching
Never try to lecture me
I been a grown man along time they say my presence lit
All this faking shit irrelevant
I let you in you stressing me
In this game of thrones you will not see my fight bout peasant shit
Really I'ma legend bitch you preaching to the reverend
Had to let it go I can't be tripping bout a messy bitch
You fw the Caine hoe
I know you see the frames froze
Broke me down ratchet you had a chance but now you blew it hoe
Confused about my feelings yours was showing pretty fluent doe
Thought that we was 1 but you somebody that I use to know
You use to be my mans right
Plenty nights them thangs biting
Laugh about whatever blood brothers like we bled right
Tried to to you but I was speaking to the dead right
You tried to tell that's this ain't for boys and you a man right
You knew that I was banging and stood and watch ya mans fight
Guess that you was new to me
Really never grew with me
Bro had told cut you but I love you so you flew with
Thought we was stuck together by the hip you cut the glue to me
We pose to had bond but you played me on some wild shit
Really that was mild bitch
You turnt up for a crowd bitch
I'm who you was crying with
You When I was up I taught you how to come up from the ground bitch
But I guess that you figured you don't ball with who you down with
Stepping through crowd
Guns up and never down shit
Step on any nigga talking crazy on some loud shit
Wiping all them cards bitch
I guess I never knew you, something else to break me down with
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Writer(s): Damarco Gardner
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