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Where you from?
I'm from that killa city
Them niggas gritty
Shoot a nigga really
But me I feel it's you and me and us havin' a convo
You don't see no wrong though
Snake in grass I lawn mow
Bakin' shit, I make some shit
I did it what you tried too
Touchin' walkin' by you
Who you finna lie too?
I been feelin' different give me head before I drive
And if you do not stay then I'ma slide

'Cause I been on some leave me 'lone
I wanna be alone I brought my firearm
Demons on 'em, got them demons on, 'em tryna fight 'em off
People on us, think them people on us, with you, right or wrong?
And tell 'em keep them bitches they be lyin
Tell the truth
Niggas don't want beef, 'cause they be dyin'
Bulletproof, they ain't tell you niggas still applyin'
Swing again
Niggas want me dead and steady tryin'
Like he ain't got them killas right behind him

Yeah
These niggas kill me wit' this killa shit
If that's the case, then why I still exist?
Talk to me
Huh
We usin' green ones over silver tips
I was one of the ones before you did a skit, simmer down
I was one of the ones you called for pape', oh niggas dissin' now
Really one of the ones to place a call and have 'em sit you down
You seen what happened to yo partna, bitch, go dig him out
And if they give my partna bail, I'm gonna go get him out (yeah)
In the name of EBO lil' bruh gon' spin a route
Ayy, free the skipper, that's my mans ain't never took the stand
It's a favoritism game, these niggas play these days
Like yo big homie and 'em ain't rats, we ain't gon' say no names
Blood got shot at hella times, I'm here to take the blame
And suckin' dick before you diss a nigga will make you lame
It's safe to say, it ain't the same and niggas bool wit' that
Ain't known for killin', you's a thief wit yo lil' goofy ass

I been on some leave me 'lone
I wanna be alone I brought my firearm
Demons on 'em, got them demons on, 'em tryna fight 'em off
People on us, think them people on us, with you, right or wrong?
And tell 'em keep them bitches they be lyin'
Tell the truth
Niggas don't want beef, 'cause they be dyin'
Bulletproof, they ain't tell you niggas still applyin'
Swing again
Niggas want me dead and steady tryin'
Like he ain't got them killas right behind him

After we drove by we parked and knocked the yickies off
You did a drive by on gangsta, that ain't G at all
Niggas bums around this bitch, that's what we think of y'all
And you a nerd without them Perc's, watch when you sleep it off
When it get brackin', it get drastic, that's an easy call
Ran in the house and locked the door after he seen my dawg
Say what you want, but it's been documented he's the law
That ain't the work that y'all acknowledge, though I done seen it all
Deactivate the safety switch, 'cause we gon' keep it off
Shooter gang chain in my position, that was fleecy fault
They ain't from the hood, they from the Grove, blood, let's keep it raw
Daneshio been gone since buddy told blood, let's keep it raw
Leslie woofin' like he ain't no bitch, that's why he be wit' y'all (huh?)
Not only did KO sock him out, he knocked him out
When we pulled up to Lucciano house, it wasn't no poppin' out
And niggas tucked in Houston livin' at mommy's, betta watch ya mouth

'Cause I been on some leave me 'lone
I wanna be alone I brought my firearm
Demons on 'em, got them demons, on 'em tryna, fight 'em off
People on us think them people on us, with you, right or wrong?
And tell 'em keep them bitches they be lyin'
Tell the truth, niggas don't want beef, 'cause they be dyin'
Bulletproof, they ain't tell you niggas still applyin'
Swing again, niggas want me dead and steady tryin'
Like he ain't got them killas right behind him

Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I been on some leave me 'lone
I wanna be alone I brought my firearm
Demons on 'em, got them demons on 'em, tryna fight 'em off
People on us think them people on us, with you, right or wrong?
And tell 'em keep them bitches they be lyin'

Ayy, we up on the score
We up four
That's my favorite number, I'ma start from right there, we up four, leave it right there

compositores: Timothy Patterson - Raquan Hudson - Altariq Crapps - David Grear Akhanovic


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Gravadora: Mozzy Records/CMG/Interscope Records
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