Komplications
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Shoutout to Shizwe
Brought like a half a pint in
Ain't even 10 AM
Robert Davis would be proud
Don't be ashamed of you faggot ass niggas
RIP Squall
Blackout Boyz
Huh
Mask up on our faces so we never caught the cases
Young niggas trappin', rappin', out here livin' dangerous
Never gave a shit so what we wanna give or take it
Pistol in my lap just to avoid the complications
It's 30 in this bitch, I get to bustin', ain't no aimin'
Messin', never lackin', pack in every situation
My bitch think I'ma die from this fuckin' high that I'm chasin'
Fuck 'bout bein' famous, my niggas pop then I make it
I'm sick of niggas lyin' 'bout everything that they rhymin'
I'm ridin' through your hood, you ain't never there, you hidin'
It's like they playin' manhunt, these pussy niggas ain't stand up
Before they throw they hands up, these faggots'll pull they cam up
RIP Chad Butler, I'm on my Pimp C, die again
Shit, wonder why a nigga ain't die yet
Six lines, seven ounces, ain't high yet
Nine blunts, ten pills, I ain't fly yet
B-L-K-O-U-T-B-O-Y-Z
'Til I'm 6-F-E-E-T, yeah you know me
Dollar general, second in command
Got the back of Walgreens in the middle of my hand
You wasn't down with the fuckin' clique if you ain't have no brand
Just understand, but enough with the sentiment
Intelligent degenerate, you buyin' it, I'm sellin' it
Rollin' with some predicates, gone where the cheddar is
You fuckin' up
Mask up on our faces so we never caught the cases
Young niggas trappin', rappin', out here livin' dangerous
Never gave a shit so what we wanna give or take it
Pistol in my lap just to avoid the complications
It's 30 in this bitch, I get to bustin', ain't no aimin'
Messin', never lackin', pack in every situation
My bitch think I'ma die from this fuckin' high that I'm chasin'
Fuck 'bout bein' famous, my niggas pop then I make it
Fuck aimin', I'm shootin' at will
He dead but I'm shootin' him still
My pops told me shoot 'til he still
He pussy, go in for the kill
Black Market be killin' for real
My young niggas shoot for a thrill
Where I'm from we don't pray for a deal
Lyrical, you get barred on appeal
Every night I stay tight with the steel
My lil' bullies gon' fight for a mil'
I pour fours in my Sprite 'til it spill
You might just lose your life on a drill
Dash told me get 'em, I got 'em all
Wasn't gon' leave 'til I shot 'em all
Scope on the pistol, I spot 'em all
If it's a stain then we spot 'em off
Bitch what you need? Know I got it all
Roxys, got Oxys, got Tylenol
Poured up a eighth then I nodded off
He was runnin' his mouth 'til I shot it off
Chopped up the body then drop it off
Nose on the shotty, we chop it off
If it's a problem then pop it off
'Fore I have to cock the rocket, knock it off
I was really gettin' trap money
Percocet and that crack money
You can come and get a pack from me
Still clap a nigga if he act funny
Off every drug I'ma black out
Still ride around with the MAC out
Water whip and beat the pack out
Now it got me bringin' all these racks out
Mask up on our faces so we never caught the cases
Young niggas trappin', rappin', out here livin' dangerous
Never gave a shit so what we wanna give or take it
Pistol in my lap just to avoid the complications
It's 30 in this bitch, I get to bustin', ain't no aimin'
Messin', never lackin', pack in every situation
My bitch think I'ma die from this fuckin' high that I'm chasin'
Fuck 'bout bein' famous, my niggas pop then I make it
Mooger back up on his grind, I think I'm losin' my mind
Niggas be lyin', niggas be droppin' them dimes
Baby girl don't waste my time, that get you fired
Business calls all on my line, all 'bout them B's and I'm fine
Nigga that's right, all of my niggas they tight
We gon' get money and fight, then hop on a flight
Squad deep, know the set I claim
Always let it rain on my side of town
Graduated from the streets nigga
With some Henny stains on my cap and gown
Xans all in my drawers homie
Dead white man in my pocket
Fuck 12, I don't know shit
Bitch KOD, you can't knock it
Block in the studio we stay
Life of them diamonds every day
Run to the money, no relay
Bring that shit back like a replay
Shorty let's kick it like Eastbay
She wanna fuck me, what she say?
Give me a minute then we play
M-I, diamond quince
I just be tryin' to get my chicken
Niggas cry broke, yeah they all bitchin'
Over the stove where the hoes whippin'
After they done, clean the whole kitchen
I'm a real nigga, don't know snitchin'
All 'bout a bag, all I know riches
All on the field, all my foes pitchin'
Slice up your neck, have your throat missin'
Mask up on our faces so we never caught the cases
Young niggas trappin', rappin', out here livin' dangerous
Never gave a shit so what we wanna give or take it
Pistol in my lap just to avoid the complications
It's 30 in this bitch, I get to bustin', ain't no aimin'
Messin', never lackin', pack in every situation
My bitch think I'ma die from this fuckin' high that I'm chasin'
Fuck 'bout bein' famous, my niggas pop then I make it