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No, no, no, no, no, no Welcome to the streets, you be with the rats, you be with the snakes (you be with the snakes) Pull up 50 deep, all my niggas strapped, pull up with a rake (pull up with a rake) I can't trust no bitch (trust no bitch), yeah, I probably fucked his bitch (fucked his bitch) The crazy shit is he don't even know it, that's some fucked up shit I can never sleep, I can never lack, niggas always hate (niggas always hate) I know where you be, I know where you at, nigga, you ain't safe Keep it a buck with me to my face, or you'll get a buck 50 to your face Niggas ain't fuck with me back then, so I don't give a fuck what they gotta say She said, "Hurry up and come back" She said, "Hurry up and come back" Was the last thing she said to her son (to her son) She didn't know he wouldn't come back She didn't know he wouldn't come back He died from the bullet in this gun She said, "Help me, someone help me" As she looked into the sky, and she saw them bullets fly "Help me, Father, help me" 'Cause I think I'm gonna die, and I ain't tryna lose my life, no, no Free all my niggas who done faced time, I can never take time Walk around with chains around my neck, so come and take mine How the fuck I look, stressin' over a bitch who ain't mine? Niggas lose they life, but I refuse to let you take mine I ain't tryna come outside, 'cause I done caused a homicide Every single bullet in this gun could make a mother cry She ain't tell her son goodbye, 'cause she ain't know her son would die Now she on her knees asking Jesus, why ain't her son alive? When you smile, I smile, but not alone with you When you cry, I cry, but not alone with you When you smile, I smile, but not alone with you When you cry, I cry, but not alone with you She said, "Hurry up and come back" She said, "Hurry up and come back" Was the last thing she said to her son (to her son) She didn't know he wouldn't come back She didn't know he wouldn't come back He died from the bullet in this gun She said, "Help me, someone help me" As she looked into the sky, and she saw them bullets fly "Help me, Father, help me" 'Cause I think I'm gonna die, and I ain't tryna lose my life, no, no
Writer(s): 0, Craig Thompson, Alistaire Duhane Mccalla, Roshaun Omowale Clarke, Xavier Anthony Davidson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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