Come 2 Reality
Chop got a burst
Chop got a
Aight
Chop got a burst when I
Chop got a burst when I slightly tap the trigger
One day I woke up and told my self I'm not a quitter
Niggas hate I'm doing good I can see em getting bitter
I take shits up on these niggas you take shits up in the litter
Bring all my niggas up I raised them up like master splinter
Had to put my niggas on stacking bread up in the winter
I can't see my self with losers put my self around some winners
Tell me why she getting wet n I ain't even put it in her
When she made me nut quick I knew she was not a beginner
Tell a bitch she getting fat so next year she getting thinner
Micheal Phelps inside the coochie got me feeling like a swimmer
All my niggas had an instinct prolly why they are some killers
And I'm cinder with the heat blaze em up n now he injured
I wont hesitate to kill with all this pain I don endured
We been cutting niggas down with every opp we yellin timber
Sending shots he gon have a sack of bullets in his liver
How could I send you to god if all my life I been a sinner
If you really gonna diss me with that choice better consider
Ion play bout my bitch if she text you ima kill her
I dont play bout my stick go from normal to a killer
Roll down the window give a fuck about the causalities
The ones that be close the same ones that got doubt In me
Sometimes it kinda feels like nobody really proud of me
But since I learned that now niggaa tryna get sum outta me
I'm finna cut her open learn about her like anatomy
Everytime that I got caught I always came up with a strategy
These niggas say they hate I don't know why they is mad at me
These niggas cannot hang i swear to god this not the happening
We got guns and you don't what you think is really happening
I been stepping on these niggas to the point there heads are flattening
I'll put the gun down n beat you up or get to grappling
I couldn't chase a bitch but for that bag I'll get to tackling
These niggas want the smoke I'll hand it out just like I'm sampling
The way that she was bouncing you would think she on a trampoline
She really wanna fuck I'll hit her up just like tambourine
Whatever that you making it ain't gon work just like a bad machine
Wake up get the money sell the drugs that was my dads routine
Looking for the cops I held it down so fuckin casually
I grew up watching Dashie so don't blame my damn mentality
I grew up watching Cory so I knew to keep it family
You the type to blow up once and fall off like vitally
I'm the type to finish off a bitch like a fatality
You a weird ass nigga prolly into beastlyality
You is not that nigga that you claim come to reality
Chop got a burst when I slighty tap the trigger
One day I woke up and told my self I'm not a quitter
Niggas hate I'm doing good I can see em getting bitter
I take shits up on these niggas you take shits up in the litter
Bring all my niggas up I raised them up like master splinter
Had to put my niggas on stacking bread up in the winter
I can't see my self with losers put my self around some winners
Tell me why she getting wet n I ain't even put it in her
When she made me nut quick I knew she was not a beginner
Time to earn the mask
Chop got a
Aight
Chop got a burst when I
Chop got a burst when I slightly tap the trigger
One day I woke up and told my self I'm not a quitter
Niggas hate I'm doing good I can see em getting bitter
I take shits up on these niggas you take shits up in the litter
Bring all my niggas up I raised them up like master splinter
Had to put my niggas on stacking bread up in the winter
I can't see my self with losers put my self around some winners
Tell me why she getting wet n I ain't even put it in her
When she made me nut quick I knew she was not a beginner
Tell a bitch she getting fat so next year she getting thinner
Micheal Phelps inside the coochie got me feeling like a swimmer
All my niggas had an instinct prolly why they are some killers
And I'm cinder with the heat blaze em up n now he injured
I wont hesitate to kill with all this pain I don endured
We been cutting niggas down with every opp we yellin timber
Sending shots he gon have a sack of bullets in his liver
How could I send you to god if all my life I been a sinner
If you really gonna diss me with that choice better consider
Ion play bout my bitch if she text you ima kill her
I dont play bout my stick go from normal to a killer
Roll down the window give a fuck about the causalities
The ones that be close the same ones that got doubt In me
Sometimes it kinda feels like nobody really proud of me
But since I learned that now niggaa tryna get sum outta me
I'm finna cut her open learn about her like anatomy
Everytime that I got caught I always came up with a strategy
These niggas say they hate I don't know why they is mad at me
These niggas cannot hang i swear to god this not the happening
We got guns and you don't what you think is really happening
I been stepping on these niggas to the point there heads are flattening
I'll put the gun down n beat you up or get to grappling
I couldn't chase a bitch but for that bag I'll get to tackling
These niggas want the smoke I'll hand it out just like I'm sampling
The way that she was bouncing you would think she on a trampoline
She really wanna fuck I'll hit her up just like tambourine
Whatever that you making it ain't gon work just like a bad machine
Wake up get the money sell the drugs that was my dads routine
Looking for the cops I held it down so fuckin casually
I grew up watching Dashie so don't blame my damn mentality
I grew up watching Cory so I knew to keep it family
You the type to blow up once and fall off like vitally
I'm the type to finish off a bitch like a fatality
You a weird ass nigga prolly into beastlyality
You is not that nigga that you claim come to reality
Chop got a burst when I slighty tap the trigger
One day I woke up and told my self I'm not a quitter
Niggas hate I'm doing good I can see em getting bitter
I take shits up on these niggas you take shits up in the litter
Bring all my niggas up I raised them up like master splinter
Had to put my niggas on stacking bread up in the winter
I can't see my self with losers put my self around some winners
Tell me why she getting wet n I ain't even put it in her
When she made me nut quick I knew she was not a beginner
Time to earn the mask
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Writer(s): Hades Yves Sedah
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