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Gun powder soaked in my veins, from that day we kicked that door I left his brain in the streets, but only God and my brothers know I apologized to Jai for putting dick in these other hoes They made a lot up out my name for 10,000 dollars and a line of coke I say up my prayers up to Allah, but it seem like shit won't change Living life like it ain't no tomorrow, I'm married to the game Pablo so cold, hoping that car bullets ain't got no name I'ma fill up his trucks with hollows, since he think it's a game Got so much hatred in my heart, I can't respect myself I kept it real from the start to neglect myself, I can't express myself Before I let that boy play, I'm gon' select myself Got so much hatred in my heart, I can't respect myself I kept it real from the start to neglect myself, I can't express myself Before I let that boy play, I'm gon' select myself Deeply in love with a bitch, I feel like only with me for the fame I lost my cousin to this shit, plus they got Leeky locked up in them chains Metro police pulled me over, trynna see what color flag I bang Last time I checked, we tote them Tecs, I let that blicky bang (Bop, bop) It's up with me, that's all the time, know I got murder on my mind He cross that line, I bust that iron My feelings lost, it's hard to find They call my phone, I press decline Fast forward my life, then press rewind Look at the clock, it never change Letras de cancionesI might just go before my time She sniffing coke, while her brother cooking dope in the kitchen Send a couple of shots at that two-door coupe that ain't got no ceiling He tried to make him a killing cause all they know is killing I left my heart in the trenches, I really need a healing They know I'm bound to get that check for sure I'm balling, you can check the score I'm not saying I know it all, but I came here just to let you know The Devil wear Prada, so I refuse to have respect for hoes 3,5, roll my cigar up, tell the opps that we want all the smoke It's up with me, that's all the time Bitch, I got murder on my mind He cross that line, I bust that iron They call my phone, I press decline Fast forward my life, then press rewind Look at the clock, it never change They draw the chalk, when it's a crime I might just go before my time Haha man, I felt like my brother on that one, man Kind of feeling like 'I'm drawing symbols in the sand', too Blrr, bop bop, fuck nigga Yeah man, but guess what though? You know it's 4KTrey nigga, nobody safe nigga From BR to where I stay, nigga From Letras Mania