14-K - 64 Barz

Verse 1:
A nigga still feel so unloveable
Das why i’m my heart is untouchable
Gotta show luv to my gutta bro’s just know if i call den my wodie go dis shit cut deeper cause it coming from da land below sippin too much now i’m on da floor
Sippin on dees rocas and deez julios they passin my a sprite now i’m moving slow
Left my feelings on da south by the section
Deez niggas joshin so i’m trynna cop a weapon i give out every piece of me and das depressin cause when i need em they look opposite directions lost a couple of my wodies on da way in my heart you’ll always stay finna take it to the stars and i put it on my grave
Shit changed now the shit out here won’t ever be da same and yea i wonder here and there if my niggas see me the same

BRIDGE:
Memba me Lu and philip and we dashin thru the lanes memba squaring lil david he done dropped me in the paint
S/o to my real nigga who done seen me thru the pain now a nigga on a mission trynna run and break a bank

VERSE 2
Nigga fuck a therapist cause i be speaking to the mic and if i got know im neva gunna double think it it twice niggas gotta be like ally when he moving thru da night i remember servin fiens on 27 only twice
Hold up damn nahh i can’t even lie just me spittin all these bars right now it ain’t sitting right just lost anotha wodie and my stomach turnin tight
Memories are flashin droppin 4’s up in a sprite memba skrting on dat SI we ain’t stopping at a light i’m from da city where we funkin and we pullin up on site a nigga made up from the projects all my niggas tokkin pipes got the ball and i ain’t droppin runnin shit like jerry rice

VERSE 3
To da end zone
We ain’t fuckin then u going to da friend zone i had some nights where i was dreamin bout a benzo i’m droppin all deez other drugs inside da faygo
Somebody tell me why is always hard to let go bout to drop a couple bandz on a draco some niggas let me down i was on my ten toes ain’t fucken with u rapper niggas u been lamos
Niggas cappin out here they ain’t making plays tho been on a da hunt to really stack a couple pesos pass 27 then gun tell where K from and catch me on da south smokin full blunts
We went from chillin outside to tuckin full ones i fucked a bitch without a rubber on da futon and i been talking to da walls i been too gone why is it the hardest choice trynna move on still got problems in my head it’s been too long

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