I Never Liked You From The Jump

[Intro]

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Huh

What, what, what, what, what, what, what

[Verse 1]

How the fuck you a shooter, you ain't get your man?

Glock 30S with the stick in my pants

Put a glee on the back this bitch won't jam

Shoot him dead in his shit, he ain't stick to the plan

Slide my hood, 30 [?] in a van

It happened too quick put the blick on your man

"Papi you wilin" bitch I'm getting drowsy

Keep poppin' these Roxis, I'm not finna box you

Right where we seen him at that's where we shot him

Had the Glock in my draws put that bitch on your noggin'

I get in a car just to jump out quick

Switch clear the whole block nigga we don't miss shit

Tried to run but he couldn't duck these 5.56s

I get in my mode nigga going in the grave

It's hollows in the Drac' we gon' throw 'em in your face

I don't gotta pay them niggas to stand on business

Stop me whеn I'm lying nigga God my witness

Papi in the kitchen hе hog mog whippin’

Jump out broad day put that rod on niggas

Bitch keep coming back I'm a dog ass nigga

I get fresh as a bitch

Got nigga rap deal on my neck and my wrist

I knew he was getting robbed when I stepped in this bitch

I don't really want kick it with none of you niggas

You better pray to god rap work

If it don't I'm getting my mask first

I could really show you how a slab work

I trick a nigga serve him bad work

You really told them crackers mad words

We ain’t talkin’ shit nigga shoot first

I'm cleaning shit but I do dirt

It really ain't even have to end like this

Paranoid as fuck cuz go get my stick

That car spun twice I don't know who that is

Perc' wearin' off now I'm startin' to have them visions

When I get in that mode I go to thinking different

I walk in the house got the reaper on me

I think my people put them people on me

I can't go like brodie gotta keep it on me

My head hurt and my stomach twistin'

I heard brodie talking I was tryna listen

Lil cuz caught me I was pot whippin'

Told him “Get your ass back nigga mind your business”

Rap money kinda cool but this my side business

Head first in the dope ho dived in it

I jump out with that drake surprise nigga

They say “Don’t trust papi he lining niggas”

Cuban hittin’ I’ll blind a blind nigga

OG said “Take your time with it”

Dope hole rollin' threw a bomb in it

Brodie walked in brought a nine with him

Auntie sit the fuck back give me five minutes

I got three more clucks at the side window

If you my nigga then bitch I’ll die for you

Imma keep it tall ain't gotta lie to you

When you get in my car I hope the fire with you

Go against the mob let the fire hit you

[Interlude]

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Dawg Shit Records nigga

HAWRRR

[Verse 2]

My whole life they called a nigga crazy

I jump out the car broad day and chase him

Imma get my man ain't no mistakin'

5.56 fuck around break the pavement

Shoot a nigga in his head if he late with the payment

Got turned to a John Doe niggas no name

Shoot that block every day make you lil niggas famous

My mama said “Baby don't talk to no strangers”

All the money I got came straight out of strangers

When auntie need a hit she be moving in strangers

Put you in the front seat make lil cuz strangle you

I feel like one of the Sopranos

More like Gotti when took the Gambino’s

Move like Marlo when he asked prop Joe

G Money movin' funny he deserved to get killed

My life like a movie but this shit real

When you speak on me that's a big deal

If I sign on the line it's a big deal

If I don't know you like that you get skimped still

I go airplane mode tell a bitch chill

I'm high as fuck when I'm in the kitchen

I be thinking bout brodie I'm just reminiscing

When I get in my mode I get my pistol

You ever feel like everybody out to get you?

You ever feel like your niggas ain't rockin' with you?

You ever feel like you gotta kill one of your mans?

You ever took two pills and took two again?

You ever feel like the walls starting to close in?

You ever get paranoid start seeing shit?

You ever clutched that chop fall asleep with it?

You ever wake out your sleep with cold sweats?

Gotta spend more money 'cause they ain't gone yet

[Outro]

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