Irrational Decisions

Look shit gets real
This shit is for real
Youngest nigga probably out here really in the field
I mean for real
I toat that steel
I keep it a stack and my names lil bill

This shit is really crazy
21 and I have 2 babies
My family on that bullshit
But I can't let that bullshit fase me
I been popping xanys lately
Do I have an addiction maybe
I got ounces of work like the hair length on the bradys
Young nigga tryna swerve out in Mercedes
Back to back Benzes just me and my baby
I been crying to lord like please save me
I've been doing some bad things and mainly
I let these soft niggas think they can tame me
I got to get back on my bully
And show these niggas that I ain't pussy
I'm around in a rental for who Evers lookin
I'm not driving cuz Bitch I'm lurkin
Hand me that Pepsi as I pop this Percy
And hand me the water cuz I'll be thirsty
Thinking about all the times they did me dirty
The shit they said it man it really hurt me
So ima make sure I do this dirt before the morning
Ion like spinning no more cuz that shit is boring
red nose on him when I caught his lackin
These niggas rats so you need the mask jit
We gone leave them smelling like cat shit
The pack in the air gone taste like cat piss
That snitchin shit ain't not no way around it
Mask up it's time to get to business
Ion do messages so Shoot the pigeons
Smooching in the air as we say good riddance
fake shit in the air so I had to keep my distance
My right hand is starting to act all different
Lately I've been making irrational decisions
I'm tryna see my son every Christmas
I ain't tryna be booked now
I really ain't tryna get killed now
But I'll kill a pussy nigga right now
I'll lay a ratting nigga ass right now
And tell his niggas they better pipe down
Before I come thru and shut they whole block down
All that subliminal shit can really just stop now
This shit isn't for no crowds
Meet me in a alley on jocoby st in Norristown
This beef shit taste better from the cows
But I put death before disloyalty in my vows
I'm back lurking cuz I'm on the prowl
30 grand gave me a crooked smile
This clip is holding about 50 rounds
I coped a suppressor so they won't hear a sound
Taco shells goin thru your straight thru your bowels
Shoots fired they said they Hurd like 30 rounds
Hit the ducky and pull off doing likie 50 miles
These bodies coming in like a pile
Your momma posts she's still in denial
She's sayin why they have to take my child
He shouldn't have started acting wild
Writing down charges before they read my file
I'ma bail out then run I'm not attending trial
Ima go out with a shooting out right now
I love my son but I can't see him for a while
But it is what it is I promise ima make him smile
Yo daddy handled his business son u gon be proud
But where I'm at there's no kids allowed

Look shit gets real
This shit is for real
Youngest nigga probably out here really in the field
I mean for real
I toat that steel
I keep it a stack and my names lil bill



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Writer(s): Jonah Beaver
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