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Pray he don't die before his kid turn one, yeah (Borderline murder) Yeah, I know two of 'em That bed move flotations like on the back This no two nuts, hear me? You f**ked around and got a real damn thug, baby Pray he don't die before his kid turn one, yeah I'm on the grind, you know I'm out here hustlin' Ten toes down, I gotta get that money After the love, you know, the tears gon' come, baby That stupid love, it make you feel so dumb, ain't it? He in thesе streets, these n***as livin' 'bout gunplay And you already know what's gon' bе the outcome, ain't it? My mama say "How did you get so numb lately?" 'Cause soon as he wake up, he takin' four Percs You the reason I been feelin' I wanna live longer You the reason I been feelin' like I don't need no Percs Wanna stay home every night and f**k you 'til my bones hurt And when you ain't by my side, that's when I feel my soul hurt I feel like the love I get from you, it be more stronger I swear any day but today, I ain't ever made a love song In the project hallways all day, this a westside thug story Pray he don't catch a life sentence, pray he runnin' with the right n***as And y'all always on this sh*t, don't get caught up in the midst You know how yo n***a get, he quick to step on somebody The streets been hollerin', he just killed the n***a, all 'bout a comment Your n***a funky You f**ked around and got a real damn thug, baby Pray he don't die before his kid turn one, yeah I'm on the grind, you know I'm out here hustlin' Ten toes down, I gotta get that money After the love, you know, the tears gon' come, baby That stupid love, it make you feel so dumb, ain't it? He in these streets, these n***as livin' 'bout gunplay (Pluto) And you already know what's gon' be the outcome, ain't it? You f**ked around and got a real damn thug, baby Pray he don't die before the kids turn one, baby I gotta survive, you know I'm out here hustlin' All this codeine, I'm startin' to feel like a real patient Gotta fight my demons, I just need to be isolated He couldn't take it so this street sh*t drove him crazy I f**k my girlfriend every night so my bones achin' After the love, you know you cry like a crybaby You gon' be the reason why I turn this whole city up You gon' be mischievous, I can't give you none of these measurements You gon' be the reason why these killers gon' slide, baby You gon' be the reason why a n***a heart die, baby I'm livin' fast, all these tracks, I can't live it up Put the lasers on the K and help him cross the street I be on an island, they be puttin' sh*t to sleep, yeah My brain clouded, I've been up all this week, yeah, yeah You f**ked around and got a real damn thug, baby Pray he don't die before his kid turn one, yeah I'm on the grind, you know I'm out here hustlin' Ten toes down, I gotta get that money After the love, you know, the tears gon' come, baby That stupid love, it make you feel so dumb, ain't it? He in these streets, these n***as livin' 'bout gunplay And you already know what's gon' be the outcome, ain't it?
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