CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : 1 Fork
You said that you gonna ride for me
Why did you lie to me?
Didn’t believe in me
Now you gon' swing like a Jesus piece
Trap out the church, I don’t see the priest
I wish your demons would leave me be
They take that pain
I cannot be in the streets for free
Trap in the rain, sleet and storm
This your man taking the street by storm
Bout to take over the scene
Baby a freak, I do not need no porn
Or make it, I hope I make it
I got a feeling can’t shake it, yuh
Really married to the money, I’m smoking wedding cake while I bake it, yeah
That’s one fork for the whip, yeah
One fork for the spliff, yeah
Fingers covered in whiff, yeah
This the life that we live, yeah
I just got me a reload, that’s a [?]
Kilo a jugg and kilo for my kids
Runner got [?]
Show must go one cause it is what it is
Cook up some yola turn it into liz
I got the mota, the dirty and dizz
Opp just got put on a spliff
Bro didn’t claim it, I knew it was his
Feel it, plain drip, [?]
Feel the pain dripping, it’s all from the wrist
I don’t treat my momma crazy
Only trappers rocking with me
Busy trappin’ in the city
Imma go all out, I’m a swifty
That’s my brothers till the end
We put grub up in the ends, yeah
Doing numbers in the den, yeah
Doing summers in the pen
Why did you lie to me?
Didn’t believe in me
Now you gon' swing like a Jesus piece
Trap out the church, I don’t see the priest
I wish your demons would leave me be
They take that pain
I cannot be in the streets for free
Trap in the rain, sleet and storm
This your man taking the street by storm
Bout to take over the scene
Baby a freak, I do not need no porn
Or make it, I hope I make it
I got a feeling can’t shake it, yuh
Really married to the money, I’m smoking wedding cake while I bake it, yeah
That’s one fork for the whip, yeah
One fork for the spliff, yeah
Fingers covered in whiff, yeah
This the life that we live, yeah
I just got me a reload, that’s a [?]
Kilo a jugg and kilo for my kids
Runner got [?]
Show must go one cause it is what it is
Cook up some yola turn it into liz
I got the mota, the dirty and dizz
Opp just got put on a spliff
Bro didn’t claim it, I knew it was his
Feel it, plain drip, [?]
Feel the pain dripping, it’s all from the wrist
I don’t treat my momma crazy
Only trappers rocking with me
Busy trappin’ in the city
Imma go all out, I’m a swifty
That’s my brothers till the end
We put grub up in the ends, yeah
Doing numbers in the den, yeah
Doing summers in the pen
