Trained to Kill

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[Verse 1] When it's time to put in pain, I'ma do it myself When the load touch down, I'ma move it myself I'ma bring that shit back, I'ma cook it myself The plug said he got more, then I'ma push it myself I came up on the dope block, made thousand out of smoke pot At fourteen, I put my first thousand in my coat pock' The only thing I do better than rap is makin' coke lock The only thing I fear other than snitches is a roadblock If the feds rush, I'm ready for whatever, but I hope not PTSD, I'm clutchin' on my pole soon as the door knock The whole plot, I had your baby mother in the dope spot When the load drop, the shop stay open 'til the flow stop I never had a OG, I grinded from a O-Z He like, "Why they call you half a brick when it's a whole ki?" I'm lowkey, play the town for like five days and smoked a whole P Can never trust a nigga that's gon' cook for me with no fee Uh, I'm givin' out shots like I'm philanthropic Never been into gossip, they lookin' for me on the block but I been in the tropics Think I'm from Texas, the way I sip and play with the rockets I asked you 'bout some paperwork, don't try and switch the topic I paid the plug, then paid the bills, then reinvest the profit Then I took bricks from cross the country, put 'em in the projects When you get rich from servin' smokers, it's a different process Stop it, I'm a fuckin' locksmith [Chorus] Gun stainless steel, all my niggas trained to kill We hide the pain with pills and all my niggas aim at will EA Sports, I'm in the game for real Heard you niggas rats, you sayin' names for real Gun stainless steel, all my niggas trained to kill We hide the pain with pills and all my niggas aim at will EA Sports, I'm in the game for real Heard you niggas rats, you sayin' names for real [Verse 2] Everything gotta go like a yard sale All season makin' snow, this a hard sell The weight land and I'ma move it like a barbell Started usin' small scales and now I owe the cartel Sippin' red by the 4, not Martel Ice cream man, my kitchen like Carvell Thought he was solid but he sour now, ah well Your bitch was eatin' on my dick when your call failed I can never let a sucker get ahead of me We cut the tongue out a snitch, that's the remedy Move a thousand grams, that's my energy Fuck is you shittin' me? I'm a walkin' felony Moved everything from heroin to ketamine Sold chicks, sold songs, and amphetamines Free Snake and I'ma scream it 'til they set him free We shoot a nigga broad day, then lock the letter B [Chorus] Gun stainless steel, all my niggas trained to kill We hide the pain with pills and all my niggas aim at will EA Sports, I'm in the game for real Heard you niggas rats, you sayin' names for real Gun stainless steel, all my niggas trained to kill We hide the pain with pills and all my niggas aim at will EA Sports, I'm in the game for real Heard you niggas rats, you sayin' names for real
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Credits
- Writers
- Sha Hef