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Quarantine Tales Part 1
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Right It's like my soul get calm when the mic cut on My type sh*t right here Make sure you kill me Paranoia got me waking up clutchin' a .40 All this weed just got me high, it do nothing else for me All those b*t*hes and these texts like they f**king adore me And funny vibes in her eyes, ain't f**king with shorty Just been convos with me and me, been stuck in my f**king head Hide the hurt behind the cloud and baddies in my f**king bed And flying out to Johnny Dang, lil' purchase, nothing big Pop died, I'm clutchin' lead Smoke 'em in they f**king head Stopped past mommy house, layin' in my mother's bed She know when her baby trippin', hold me, ain't nothing said Rest in peace who didn't live Free the ones who sit and live Thinking 'fore I answer to my child, she been inquisitive Wanna change the view, change the angle You only s'posed to pull it if they make you Know your worth or your only worth what they pay you Don't let 'em tag you with labels, nobody livin' is stable Just thankful mama was able for cable, food on the table, thank you I hate when I give, they don't say thank you Like, what if all I had is what I gave you? Them stitches had to start from the naval Was damn near fatal I'm alive cause God only call his angels, it's crazy b*t*h wanna know why she don't get play from me f**k what you say to me It's about the sh*t you keep away from me Hot girl summer ain't no place for me And the pu**y good but you don't pray for me Came from a wasteland, prosecutor tryna make the case last State tans got my head spinnin', I don't breakdance Blood in my palms, can't shake hands Lately I been making more enemies than I made friends Ex shoulda trip had a b*t*h, found herself then she dipped Heard she went to Atlanta to be a nurse but she strip Baby, I know you gotta do your dirt for the chips But it is what it is, it ain't mine it ain't his Watch these n***as, your brother can be a fizz Disloyal how you live, I flushed a half bird and hit the crib My ex tried to flex on the 'Gram, told her, "Stop it" You ran to your ex I see, but I'm toxic? Me and Gray, all black in school, wasn't gothic I didn't do my work but love the projects Russie with the triple dub, Harden with the side step Gave cuz forever, though, infinity time left New plug, price low, said he down to talk to me Dosed off countin' 80 thousand, it was all twenties Shot him then he dropped Had excitement, from the fall, gave me Reason to answer them dark demons when they callin' me Bottle it up, they out of stock, but they got 'em for us He still breathin', you ain't shot him enough It's gang code, I need honorary trust I still don't talk to my father enough I still don't talk to Alana enough Profit would be left after the fee Charge a killing, but he dropped cause it's me A man of my word, I bought three 'cause G respect G Make Gray rob him if want it to be free He took a 25, who the f**k told him plea? New case, wish he never hopped up in the V I know n***as balled up together from the bottom He made a quarter million with the n***a then he lined him Hear helicopter, sirens, but tryna move the package Whatever, just make it happen, no job 'cause if is jagged Plus he beefin' with savage, who on his cabbage His runnin' made 'ratic Caught his mama sniffin' then he stopped trappin' Regrets and apologies, old kills, spirits still follow me I'm probably never gon' make it where I gotta be Long as Newark proud of me Them bullets still inside of me Them prices on the arm, you really plantin' for the quality We roll around, cuz hit my phone, need to hold a pound Baby cuz died 'cause we told him back hold it down Caught a shootin' case, mama visit with a open frown Hospital bed had her cryin', like, "It's over now?" Gained bread, more bread, dabble in some b*t*hes Call Joe, "I got some aliens, they different" Lookin' at my stomach, n***a, wishin' I don't end up with the fishes Know some devils, but my grandmama Christian Ain't no televisions, we is livin' in color Seen a n***a get his soul lift, middle of summer Heard it was a confidential, n***a mentioned the gunner What if somebody do my daughter like I did to her mother? n***a gotta chill I think I changed the first time I caught a kill Lost screws nailin' n***as on them drills Sold a lil' weed, a lil' coke, a lil' pills Steal a sack, catch a bullet run it back through the field Ridin' longs we got wheels I touch my bullet hole, get the chills It ain't over n***a, demons on your heels Wasn't like the Cosby's, never had a bill Pull up to D airin', I'm just praying buddy heal Threesomes out in Washington, b*t*hes know the deal It's like I'm really poppin' on my cousin Brad Beal, n***a too cold I'm just tryna long ball like Manute Bol Separate the bag from the fool's goal Hi-Point jam, we don't shoot those Quiet when the truth told, case won Couple technicalities and loopholes Took a trip, I ain't pack, bought some new clothes Pool side, me and [?] eatin' fruit bowls 'Bout to rain, push a button make the roof close Talking 'bout "he drippy," n***a son need school clothes I don't know how these n***as dancin', mommy still ain't got a mansion If you up, prepare for landing, right? 'Cause even the greatest they gotta make a drop Time can't make it stop Cheese made 'em change, n***a ate the block Me, I'm tryna eat, you want a plate or not? Chasin' somethin' fancy 'round the telly like Jamie Foxx Blood shot eyes, we don't do no cop ties Chemist in the kitchen, certain mixes make the pot rise Gang block, no you can not sell it if it's not ours Grandma ask, "How you think you made it if it's not God?" Guess I'm wrong cause I want 'em all hit I just shut up before I say the wrong sh*t
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