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Treachery
OT the Real
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Statik Selektah
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G‐Weeder
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Statik Selektah
You can't trust nobody in the land of the gun
Even the motherfucker handy one, (nobody)
I guess the gut is what shaped me to the man I become
They cross me, light a candle for them (light a candle)
Treachery, really in the field, they can tell it's apparent (it's apparent)
If you get caught for real, you tell on your parents (tell on your parents)
Homie put the hollow tip shells in the candy old show
With a press for some pills and some caring
Hell is where I'm standing trapped hard with the shooter (shooter)
I could really stand on that
Y'all just colluders (yeah), when the law come, seduce her
'Til a God holds your future ('til a God holds your future)
You'll die over this work like the narcos' producers (narcos' producers)
Call me if there's racks involved
Used to sell crack and soft
Always was a hustler, but the music made my trap evolve (made my trap evolve)
Stuff the GPS between some bills, we gon' track it all (track it all)
Usually my come ups come with a gun and a mask involved (let's go)
My young' on the run, he let his ratchet off
And still won't take that ratchet off
Like, I'mma press him, they gon' knock that rat off
Caught him on a sale mark
Cashing off crumbs and powder on his scale
Set up by his man, that's his fault
You can't trust nobody in the land of the gun
Even the motherfucker handy one (even the motherfucker handy one), nobody
I guess the gut is what shaped me to the man I become
They cross me, light a candle for them (light a candle)
Treachery, hey, what's up? This is G-Weeders from Ndonji
You're listening to my boy OT the Real, the real Solomon
Had that dude in Compton, hanging out with the gang members
All over LA, doing it big
Keep your foot on these dudes' neck, man
I've been hearing about you, homie, keep doing your thing, man
I can't do no wrong