Who is that? I don't know
Now you are the shit you feel you are instead of what you told
Hold on to nothing because everything will fall
I'm so cold
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
I had to hold a nigga down when I crush his spine
I said I- Uh
I said the world is wrong no matter how you flip it
I try [?]
[?] stomach gripping
His mom is trippin' but I- Uh
Never gon' forgive them
You create hate, make her son go missing
He wanna get revenge, avenge [?]
How can you forgive the man that [?]?
I don't fucking know, prrt uh
I make it whip my friends inside a [?]
Don't ask me I guess you can become a cop
Or forget the man that got your fucking mother popped
Oversees or something for God know what fuckin' reason
Pumpin' oil, abundant funding huntin' a few men
People [?] the hundreds
[?] bombin' london, [?] you don't gotta think it's okay to move on
You don't gotta move and if you want, you die
[?] prrt, prrt
Ain't no reason, yuh, yuh
Learn how to call your own That's some clean meeting you, needing you
Our mind [?] survival [?]
Yuh, two plus eight, I'll burn your whole paper
You see in this number that it somehow makes you greater
Blood money, dog tripping balls in the water
You ain't make a son or a daughter
Breaking up a man for the slaughter
Woah, or a man for the armada
Give your lovely baby to the navy, the army
Starving, [?] embarking on a journey [?]
This arm one bum rum for a dumb bitch
Go [?] go put [?]
Spit the mic [?]
[?] the resident
Come collide when the [?] descent from your organs
They all have significant importance
You can hold a couple mil today for a [?]
Don't worry 'bout [?]
[?] do it, I can see through it
[?] movin' through the streets, stupid
No you need to do it
[?] shooting
[?]
War time, I got a story in mind
I want a sure high, blood money
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait Who is that? I don't know Now you are the shit you feel you are instead of what you told Hold on to nothing because everything will fall I'm so cold [?] [?] [?] [?] I had to hold a nigga down when I crush his spine I said I- Uh I said the world is wrong no matter how you flip it I try [?] [?] stomach gripping His mom is trippin' but I- Uh Never gon' forgive them You create hate, make her son go missing He wanna get revenge, avenge [?] How can you forgive the man that [?]? I don't fucking know, prrt uh I make it whip my friends inside a [?] Don't ask me I guess you can become a cop Or forget the man that got your fucking mother popped Oversees or something for God know what fuckin' reason Pumpin' oil, abundant funding huntin' a few men People [?] the hundreds [?] bombin' london, [?] you don't gotta think it's okay to move on You don't gotta move and if you want, you die [?] prrt, prrt Ain't no reason, yuh, yuh Learn how to call your own That's some clean meeting you, needing you Our mind [?] survival [?] Yuh, two plus eight, I'll burn your whole paper You see in this number that it somehow makes you greater Blood money, dog tripping balls in the water You ain't make a son or a daughter Breaking up a man for the slaughter Woah, or a man for the armada Give your lovely baby to the navy, the army Starving, [?] embarking on a journey [?] This arm one bum rum for a dumb bitch Go [?] go put [?] Spit the mic [?] [?] the resident Come collide when the [?] descent from your organs They all have significant importance You can hold a couple mil today for a [?] Don't worry 'bout [?] [?] do it, I can see through it [?] movin' through the streets, stupid No you need to do it [?] shooting [?] War time, I got a story in mind I want a sure high, blood money Explain Request ×
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