Tom: A major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
I ain't feelin' safe,
Em
Sometimes I wake up and do my dirt
and I forget to pray
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Sometimes I need shawty on my side,
her name I never say
Em
She say I'm a joke, okay,
sweet tea and mix with lemonade
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Wake up, know this shit don't change,
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yeah, know this shit don't change
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Em
Miss my dawg, still in that cell,
huh, free him out them chains
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That lil' shit don't phase the thug,
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when you out, you still gon' bang
Em
Leaked you out that box
and on my momma, we gon' go insane
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Got you a lil' box, your first day out,
it come with a lot of things
Em
Yes, I still gon' bet my game,
but that shit just don't feel the same
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I just had a baby for my son,
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so he get everything
Em
I know I got married to these streets,
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but still don't wear the ring
I want money, don't want no fame
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See them junkies, they call my name
Em
They want something put in they vein
This that dope to cure your pain
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Please don't run my shooters train
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Hawk you down with plenty fangs
Em
Call them boys, get his remains
I need my old number chain
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Outside, no cold, feel the rain
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Tell me why I feel like flames
Em
Fuck it, I step in domain
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I just wanna blow like propane
Fill my Glock with Lidocaine
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Nah, I'ma walk peacefully with this
Em
I just wanna relieve my pain,
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so I'ma show him I never miss
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My kiddo's again, 12 day out, patrol again
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I need me some loads again,
these niggas be actin' like hoes again
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All them youngins rollin' in,
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so I can treat them like my kin
Em
So I can show him how to stack it,
show him never trust a friend
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They know, go ahead, grab that blick,
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go ahead, run that fuckin' lick
Em
Go ahead, run that fuckin' bitch,
cause ain't no pressure by no bitch
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JB love to ride that shtick,
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switch don't fit, I made it fit
Em
First shots pass, still bangin' shit,
turn up with them babies too
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Turned on my gym, made a lose
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Teach my youngin' so if they ask,
My son get everything,
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so him don't gotta choose
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while he got walk with two
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Tryna get shit off my chest
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I might not be the best
But I'ma go, my heart has got
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this shit burnt in my flesh
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Other niggas cappin' on my momma,
I just know I keep it real
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