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Vacant
ShooterGang Kony
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Cut the beat right out, Ju
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Yeah, tryna make it out, know they hate me now
Lord hear me prayin' out, I might never be your favorite child
Know it's just the lifestyle, it wasn't no safer route
Yeah, when I'm layin' down, think about your smile
Think about the shit I had to do to make my rounds
Made my heart feel like a vacant house, filled with doubt
Only thing I know is I can't let 'em take me out
Reason I ain't playin' now
Reason when they play the foul, I never match they energy
I was at they front door, they was tryna bag somethin'
I reacted humble only 'cause I know my stats jumpin'
I came here with nothin', I leave with everything
I got a scary jumper, I pull up at every wing
I know niggas freeze with they gun 'cause they was scared to reach
My brother was a killer, wonder if he really rest in peace
Look, this the plan, won't get no second chance
It's either do or die, so we don't do it here, can't go again
See, the studio right here could save a life
You see the spotlight or see the light
You already earned your stripes
All the homies tellin' niggas chill, but shit, they right
They can't tell you take a trip if they don't slide
You wanna be outside, but shit, the
Place you posted at is where you die
And leave us all to cry and had to ride
The studio could save your life, nigga
Don't get it wrong though, niggas try to scan you like a barcode
Niggas havin' parvo from doin' dog years, it's time borrowed
Now think about what made your heart broke
You callin' from the pen, your nigga still livin' life, you lost hope
And you start thinkin', "Why even call for?"
Know how to rap, but you can't write a song though
You don't know, but God know the reason you got in that car for
Think about the studio, yeah
Ayy, but it make you a target, so better hide your pipe
'Cause niggas probably gon' kill you if your songs kinda tight
Plus you be with niggas that been out here funkin' they whole life
But you ain't really like that, you just tryna show gas
But you can't half-ass in politics, they givin' no pass
You be sayin' Blood, but you don't even bang, they know that
Catch you shootin' that lil' video and push your fro back
So who was you before rap? (Nigga)
Man, you was just a nigga tryna make it out
Everybody hate you now
Hope he hear you prayin' out, but you
Ain't never been his favorite child
You could've stayed in school, you could've had a safer route
You thinkin' 'bout your mama smilin', what she sayin' now?
And thinkin' 'bout the other ways you could've made her proud
Ain't got no father, so your heart feel like a vacant house
Filled with doubt, thinkin', "How I let 'em take me out?"
They say rap dangerous, nigga, life dangerous, nigga
Niggas die every day, what you gon' do about it?
It's just 'bout how you gon' play it
I was dealt with certain cards and I
Seen niggas come with they own dicks
And try to play the devil's game
Ayy, yeah, SSG
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