John Legend
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Inhalin' smoke
I'm nonchalant, they sound
Actin' funny (actin' funny)
But I know niggas only
Come around cause
I got money (fake)
Fuck niggas had shot up my car
Swore they dropped a hunnid
(dropped a hunnid)
Bullets flyin' through my whip
Ain't even see them comin'
(fah, brr)
Who made this motherfuckin'
Soul searchin'? God
Give me answers (give me answers)
Boy, this perc'll turn a nurse
Into a belly dancer (ha)
That last opp got killed for nothin'
Like a Fortnite round 'em (round)
Vapes, blacks, cigarettes
We want all the councils (councils)
Lil' bro walk down on that car
That shit look suspicious
Bust a left, put it in reverse
Then I get to hittin'
This shit disgusting
On cousin, damn, I'm smokin'
Willy (smokin' Willy)
War scars need more than
Stitches if you wanna heal it
(wanna heal it)
We at war, grab your glizzy
Niggas outside fishin'
If I slip up one time
Then them boys gon'
Kill me (gon' kill me)
All that spillin' I did would die
Damn, I'm gettin' dizzy
Take the clip, reverse it, pimp it
It don't leave no witness
(that's hard)
Lately, I wasn't trustin' nobody
I gotta watch my back
(watch my back)
I told Caps, you can retire
You got too many hats
(too many hats)
I'm on my block, you sendin'
A shot, fuck nigga, we sendin'
'em back (sendin' 'em back)
The only rapper in my city
Ain't scared to drop my load
(drop my load)
Just call my bluff
Just turn me up
We could go blow for blow
(blow for blow)
And I got thots
To set him up
I could go ho for ho (ho for ho)
Chop his throat, better
Get low when I up and blow
And took lil shorty
I swear to God that you got
My heart (my heart)
I wish we wore the hat that tall
You would've been movin'
Smart (movin' smart)
We both had niggas in our ear
We had to play our part (our part)
Don't let that time get to you
My nigga, you a star (you a star)
Look to the sky, I'm askin' why
But it's too late for questions
(questions)
Look, bro, you want advice
From me, I advise, keep your weapon
Conversations in the dark
Just like John Legend
(John Legend)
Found out my dawg was tellin'
That shit so embarrassing (ayy)
Pull a young boy outside
Without his pole (pole)
They say he on the internet
And all he do is troll (troll)
They say them just be killin'
For him and they takin' souls
(takin' souls)
They say that shit had broke
His heart, found out his brother
Told (told)
They sayin' that interrogation
He stuck to the cold (cold)
They say that boy ain't got
No feelings and his heart so
Cold (cold)
They say shit been gettin' creepy
Yellin' free D-Ro (D-Ro)
They say karma round
The corner and death gettin'
Close (gettin' close)
Back in my city, clutch to my glizzy
I'm in the back of the bat
(back of the bat)
Glock 19, it come with a beam
A third of the switches
Attached (ayy, ayy)
He think it's sweet
He feel my heat, fuck nigga
No button to check (ayy, ayy)
I feel like Scrap
I feel like Eight when
I hang out of the splat (splat)
It ain't no peace
Can't squash this beef
I need them niggas dead (dead)
Stand over him
Two to the chest and put
One in his head (in his head)
My arm so goofy
Celebrate because
You hit my leg (my leg)
When we come through
We out the roof, we hittin'
Face and dreads (ayy)
I swear to God, boy
We been with this shits
After druggin'
We was out there thuggin'
Hard since a jit (since a jit)
Free my brothers, they was
Poppin' for this shit
Rest in peace to all my brothers
They was rockin' for this shit
(they were rockin' for this shit, nigga)
Yeah, free baby, what up
Free baby, nigga, nigga