Take Three

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Take Three

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[Intro] Boss up, nigga [Verse] Anything that I did in my life had a purpose They start tellin' lies when the hate not workin' My grandmama proud, she said I deserve it If you fall down, nigga get back up Stay ten toes down, put yo head up Fuck who hate, get yo bread up When you in the street, better man up I don't like to talk about my problems My bitch always wanna keep on drama I don't trust myself, I don't trust my mama These pills I pop ain't come from no doctor Out in the cold, strapped with the heat Trap so much, I forgot to eat This field I'm in, can't cost my teeth You can look in my eyes and know what I mean I take a picture, my eyes start bleedin' I closе my eyes and see dead bodiеs E-pills all in my autosopy Never ran from a nigga, that's word to my mommy Grown men still scared of the dark Whole life I been in my thoughts The whole mission is to not get caught I ain't Eazy-E, I ain't hittin' it raw Imma do what I do, and I do how I do it You doin' too much, nah, I'm coolin' What is you doin'? You run up, you stupid Put that glick to his head like "What is you doin'?" You don't know me, nigga, don't assume it Married the G, I jumped the broom In my hood like legion of doom Beefin' with a nigga we used to be cool These niggas ain't on it, I don't wanna hear it These niggas on the porch, in they house, they scared Jump out the cut, look like Bloody Mary Love my Glock, now me and her married Stand in the corner and bangin my head You make that bag or you lay in that bed Big backwood like I'm Redman (Gr gr gr) knock off his dread They say Slitherman be out of his head Send you to God like you talk with the dead These niggas be snitchin' they run with the feds Don't know what be wrong with my head Throw a bitch in a white van Can't fall asleep, I don't fuck with no xans Think my last bitch left a hex She like daddy can I get a text I'm in the trap why you gettin' upset Auntie callin' and she left a text Uncle noddin' off like Famous Dex My face card good don't owe no debt Pop mo' beans than Famous Dex Bitch you ain't see crazy yet Locked in the cell, callin' collect Talk to myself I ain't got nobody Ride with myself I don't ride with nobody RXK, one man army Me and my pistol I'm never lonely Bitch said she love me, just want you to hold me I'ma die for this shit, bitch you don't know me Baby like, grind for what you need We could take a trip overseas Callin' my line, they want me comeback I'm tryna chill, they tryna take me back These hollow points it'll fix a flat These nigga movin' like Ms. Cat Tom and Jerry, chasin' rats Feel like Tom when he chased the rat My grandma love, told me stay strapped But grandma, what if I go back? Who the fuck gone' answer that phone and write me letters Come to see me? I'ma smuggle drugs, I'ma stash CO, I'ma go out like Pistol Pete [Outro] Yuh! I shoulda looped it man Errybody said I shoulda looped it I shoulda looped it I shoulda looped that shit Who is errybody? That's the voices in my head, they said loop it, they said loop it

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  • RXKNephew