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To The Point
Lil Poppa
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Jay Foreiign
We love you, Kimmy
Wildchild sh-, n-
I'm sayin' though
Why the f- nigga actin' like
This fame sh- done got to a n- or somethin'?
Like a n- asked for this sh-
Like a n- won't give all this sh- up
And head back to Desi block
You know, twelve-double-o sh-
Never on no h- sh-, always on some go sh-
Come on tell me some more sh-
Tell me some sh-, I don't know
Why I don't respond to none of that sh-?
'Cause I ain't no social thug
And no that sh- don't come with a diss
Boy, that sh- come with slugs
I let the media do they job, they supposed to judge
Been losin' love from m-, I'm supposed to love
And I don't know no other way so I'ma cope with drugs
One gotta stay, 'cause ain't no room for the both of us
One tried to play but ain't make it, he got his head bust
Pressure come behind me, what you think that n- dead fo'
And I been seeing dead folks, but I ain't scared
That ain't what the f- these meds fo'
Eyes red Corbin who these tears shed for
Them memories I play it, too busy telling a story
I ain't got time to diss the dead
But f- them n- they dead, how many times I gotta say it?
Don't speak on Desi, let him rest, b- n-, better wear a vest
Play pussy and make 'em wear a dress
Too real for interviews and press
Keep it cool, I ain't stressing
'Cause we turn L's into lessons
And all them L's turned to blessings
I'm that n- in that gold Mercury
With that chrome Smith and Wesson
Thought ya had me but ya wrong
That's what you get for guessing
Real player, got her leaking through the phone and we just texting
How you turn a b- on through a message
She say keep talking that sh- I like it
And don't compare me to these n-, they ain't nothing like me
I done seen it all, ain't too much of this sh- can excite me
I made it out, it made you sick n-
I hear ya diss, get off my d- (die on the 6)
She said you finna put all that weed in that blunt
Bitch, you know I roll doinks get to the point
Had to tell that hoe it ain't no seeds, b-, this Runtz
Had to cut 'em off, they only call me for they needs and they wants
If you really love me why you don't show it then, that be that fake sh-
Say youngin better slow down before ya crash, get ya brakes fixed
And a n- ain't around if he ain't down to let that K spit
So just tell me what's the word, I get ya served on some lil' saint sh-
Windows tinted in these foreign cars, I watch rain hit
Collect calls from my dawgs, won't change at all, I'm the same jit
And they still on that gang sh-
Detectives think we bang but we don't bang
That's why we be the ones to blame when some brains split
Just cover the ones got caught and pray for the ones that we ain't get
Lately I ain't been thinking, my mind been on some blank sh-
Tryna break the bank sh-
B-, I'm wildchild, you know it's Evergreen for life, n-, I can't switch
And I just left the hood they all proud of this fame sh-
But they don't know the pain that it came with
Sh- worse than being in front of the house that day when the tank hit
And these n- around me gone take hits while I'ma sit back and make hits
She say keep talking that sh- I like it
And don't compare me to these n-, they ain't nothing like me
I done seen it all, ain't too much of this sh- can excite me
I made it out, it made you sick n-
I hear ya diss, get off my d- (die on the 6)
She said you finna put all that weed in that blunt
Bitch, you know I roll doinks get to the point
Had to tell that hoe it ain't no seeds, b-, this Runtz
Had to cut 'em off, they only call me for they needs and they wants
And don't compare me to these n-, they ain't nothing like me
That can excite me
I made it out, I know you sick
Get off my d- (get off my d-)
In that blunt, in that blunt, uh
Bitch, you know I roll doinks get to the point
B-, this Runtz
For they needs and they wants
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