Story

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BiC Fizzle - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Story

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[Verse] No book, I'm rippin' pages, tryna write like findin' one strip Mindset on them millions, my confidence on a forklift Hustlin' is the only way you gettin' it if you from here Forty shells in a gun clip, nothin' but hate, ain't no love here Narcs on the block, a dead body, another homicide He DOA, hurt everybody, another mama cryin' Sit alone, thinkin' with my thoughts in a room, ain't got nothin' but time People asking me where my feelings went, I ain't seen 'em in a while Tell 'em, "Put RahRah back up on the block, he ain't commit no crimes" I roll a blunt, sit back and meditate, thinkin' whilе time flying I was just a baby, now I got diamonds every timе I shine And I don't like when people 'round 'cause folks be tryna slime a slime First quarter, ain't even much half time Fourth quarter, had me hit the bay line Ten to one, K up the score by eight or nine No feelin' and my only fear is not workin', I'm ready to grind Chasin' money, not wastin' time When nigga like me out here cussin', dyin' red light, he switchin' stop signs Fifteen when I shot my first deuce five Weeks later, mama get me baptized Seen shit in the hood, left me traumatized Why I stay with my MC Hammer time I'ma go get the trophy, Brady That's why I be winning so much, that's crazy Gave me the cape, ain't no way I can't save it 'Fore I go leave millions to all of my unborn babies You hear me?

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  • BiC Fizzle
  • DonBeBumpin