Poetic Venting

Lyrics

[Chorus] Ever since I entered Earth, I been a real nigga I'ma leave and go to the dirt still a real nigga So put me in my casket with my ratchet on me You know me a warrior, a nigga have to dome me Just like pissy mattresses how people flippin' on me Steady switchin' on me, swear this shit get so lonely At the top, but I gave it all I got for it Told 'em they can have the game back when I got bored [Verse] Where do I start? Steady playin' my part Wars, you know I fought, in the web, niggas done got caught Down to play the wildcard, trippin' 'bout them memories Let it blaow blaow, 2.23's, them bitches downed him with an ease Gettin' watched by F-E-D's, they keep following Met that ho on IG, say she be modeling Play the bougie role, but my baby, she swallowing 'Cause ain't no nigga hotter than Up in the places I done went Done sprayed the blocks where I done spent Forgive me, Lord, I repent I swear living be so hard in that lion's den You hear shots from the TEC, then the sirens Red and blue lights flashing, mama's baby dyin' You would never know her pain, dawg No, that shit cut her like a chainsaw Deep where her heart beat She used to strap him in a carseat Now she gotta bury lil' one six feet Three bodies, that was this week I'm so glad them bullets missed me Out here where niggas wan' kill me, this shit risky If I let them niggas kill me, they gon' miss me Will I make it before they take me? I just wonder Facing temptations, can't let the devil take me under Just know that I'm good if I ain't home 'fore the sun up Been through cold summers, pour up and roll one up To try to make it all fade away Know the world fucked up in a major way Praying on the Lord, hoping he can save the day Hope to see peace tomorrow, loading up my K today And rest in peace my nigga Tyrese Young nigga had mad scuffles just like Ali Was fighting for his life, hooked up machines and IV's Did 30 months, just got free, now a nigga hollerin' RIP But this the type of shit we see every day in Baton Vietnam Make it, get some paper, they gon' hate you when you leave the slums But if the streets take you, they gon' rate you as they favorite one Start fuckin' with you when you done, shit make you wanna spray your gun And take you one, 'cause it's kill or be killed Dump the whole clip and refill And they'll never, ever, ever feel how we feel We're trained where I live, go to grave 'fore I squeal Big Luwhop [Chorus] Ever since I entered Earth, I been a real nigga I'ma leave and go to the dirt still a real nigga So put me in my casket with my ratchet on me You know me a warrior, a nigga have to dome me Just like pissy mattresses how people flippin' on me Steady switchin' on me, swear this shit get so lonely At the top, but I gave it all I got for it Told 'em they can have the game back when I got bored