[Intro]
(LoneGud)
[Verse]
They get mad I don't answer like I don't know the motive
Like I don't know you in that cell geeked on bakin' soda
Like I don't know you only call to ask me throw you somethin'
You need to hold a couple
I guess my struggles ain't that valid 'cause I finally bubble
And, no, I promise not to fumble, it's still here and near
Them troubled times yank up on me, smilin' ear to ear
I'm on these papes, when I get off, watch how I disappear
He took two hundred twenty months, damn near twenty years
I'm to the necklace, they respect, I don't live in fear
I miss my peers, this shit serious, talkin' to your spirit
You see these tears, I need you here, been a loner lately
And ain't gon' budge in front the judge, he gon' need more to break me
Yeah, and ain't gon' budge in front the judge, he gon' need more to break me
They over thank me for this thing as long as we cultivate it
Your downfall ain't what I pray upon, I hope you make it
It's loaded bases, bottom of the ninth, we down a point
I told her back it in the park, long as you 'round the joint
It's now a void that I can't fill since niggas up and shook
I love the hood, but as a man, what am I gainin' from it?
Came from nothin', took a fifty bubble, made it somethin'
This cup of mud my favorite friend and you can't save me from it
Had triple bursts on that AR before they came with buttons
Far as my stats, I tell 'em change the subject
Call the label, tell 'em raise the budget
Since every pocket on me full, bitch, I can't be fucked with
Game productions, it's a movie, all the chains is bustin'
They harassin' my geographics with the gang injunction
Flush this gangster down the toilet when them papers publish
Would give you more on what occurred, but, shit, I can't discuss it
That weight reduction indicate that you on spice and it ain't right
They let you program on that four yard with that vice, but who am I, nigga? Yeah
What kind of fear will we inflict if unified by puttin' our guns down for peace? It's suicide, nigga (Suicide, nigga)
What kind of fear will we inflict if unified by puttin' our guns down for peace? It's suicide, I'm sure we all agree (We all agree)
If I'm who raised 'em and they told, then that shit fall on me (That shit fall on me)
It's hard to celebrate these wins when all my dogs deceased
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