Nineshots I’m not the type that you should play around
Told the little homey stay dangerous to tryna gun him down
Stitch lip thought they would break him but wouldn’t make a sound
Judge still gave him a L something to think about
Prosecutor pushing the issue like it was personal
So I’mma Continue to push this pistol till it’s hurting em
Losers want to work with em, Bitches wanna flirt with him
Blade runner baby milk a trick until you’re squirting him
You have no idea what it’s like living a life of sin
Daily bread forgive me father I’m just trying to make amends
Driving in a stolen Benz crash and then I start to spin
Bouncing out the traff because I can’t go back to that box again
I do this for my brothеrs who carried me when I fеll off
No answer from that box when I called i well off
These niggas selling out for some bitches I’d rather sell off
Payment get collected then that package getting mailed off
Fuck all that talking baby put it in the Louis bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You be with bitches and them niggas that we lumen at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
Really fighting depression can’t nobody she was hurting me
Poppin all of these pills think these Perkys doing surgery
Blood shed on my hands violence just brought the worst in me
Lately I feel like all these bad decisions really cursing me
Feelings for you go Mainy I ain’t think I had feelings
I know you don’t like that love shit don’t think I’m less appealing
Girl you know I go ape all my life I’ve been a villain
I don’t want to shut you up but I really need you to listen
I ain’t trying to be your man Lil baby just understand
You ain’t trying to touch a bag we ain’t thinking the same plan
I remember we was kids we would play in the same sand
Now I’m out here touching bands you going out with your friends
Remember I got locked you told me you really cared for me
Said you had emotions so why are you was never there for me
I was in a box same niggas was acting scared of me
Body lined in shock he shouldn’t have been aware of me
Fuck all that talking baby put it in the Louis bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You be with bitches and them niggas that we lumen at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
Told the little homey stay dangerous to tryna gun him down
Stitch lip thought they would break him but wouldn’t make a sound
Judge still gave him a L something to think about
Prosecutor pushing the issue like it was personal
So I’mma Continue to push this pistol till it’s hurting em
Losers want to work with em, Bitches wanna flirt with him
Blade runner baby milk a trick until you’re squirting him
You have no idea what it’s like living a life of sin
Daily bread forgive me father I’m just trying to make amends
Driving in a stolen Benz crash and then I start to spin
Bouncing out the traff because I can’t go back to that box again
I do this for my brothеrs who carried me when I fеll off
No answer from that box when I called i well off
These niggas selling out for some bitches I’d rather sell off
Payment get collected then that package getting mailed off
Fuck all that talking baby put it in the Louis bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You be with bitches and them niggas that we lumen at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
Really fighting depression can’t nobody she was hurting me
Poppin all of these pills think these Perkys doing surgery
Blood shed on my hands violence just brought the worst in me
Lately I feel like all these bad decisions really cursing me
Feelings for you go Mainy I ain’t think I had feelings
I know you don’t like that love shit don’t think I’m less appealing
Girl you know I go ape all my life I’ve been a villain
I don’t want to shut you up but I really need you to listen
I ain’t trying to be your man Lil baby just understand
You ain’t trying to touch a bag we ain’t thinking the same plan
I remember we was kids we would play in the same sand
Now I’m out here touching bands you going out with your friends
Remember I got locked you told me you really cared for me
Said you had emotions so why are you was never there for me
I was in a box same niggas was acting scared of me
Body lined in shock he shouldn’t have been aware of me
Fuck all that talking baby put it in the Louis bag
Give it to me baby I know what to do with that
You be with bitches and them niggas that we lumen at
Check the score board baby make her do the math
( The NoFiction )
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