Mad U Hoppin Out Da Benz

These niggas get the money then regret their friendship
I done been spint be careful who your time get spent with
Road to riches nothing less than double digits
Crucifixes dead bodies on them wired fences
Momma pray to lord her sons won't make bad decisions

Grew up politicking always had a pot to piss in
Still i hopped them fences fuck the jakes they found that body by the lake
Parents tried to turn my vision lost in devils kitchen
Now I'm drowning in these words cease my mental scription
Why I talk about this pain i feel it in my fucking veins
What's the point of life if you ain't here to make a fucking change

I'm like a locksmith how i pop shit don't need key unlock the door
Do the dash avendator mite just be my repertoire
He the ghost or he the don
Blue waters on my feet when I chief that golden leaf

Shawty bad a masterpiece she lay right up next to me
Better listen when I speak im bout to gone and just teach
You could either read a book or you could end up in the streets
You could either go college or obtain an llc
You could show respect and love don't expect to get it back

Zooted off a fifthof yak off the shrooms im on the moon
Seen my nigga take a pill then relapse right after that
I jus got the gift of gab say the words I make it hap
Hate within can ruin friends mad u hopping out the benz nigga



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Writer(s): Isaiah Lewis
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