Cprey - I_N_M_Y_A

I don't know if I can make it out I'm trying but these demons run around
And you can hear me whenever I'm gone I'm moving on so why you holding on

Remember the days? Remember I'm googling places LA
I heard of a studio it's in my A. And ever since then I've been grinding that day
Remember your boy how he went M.I.A? And Matthew was selling that gas by the eighth
There's pressure when you come around to my place I grew with a couple, the others were fakes

I'm sorry lil baby but I don't know love I'm married to music put that shit above
Your homeboy is wack I'm just keeping a buck I'm feeling your pain but not feeling your love
I'm moving in silence I never give up It takes more than that you not giving enough
Stress in my head put my mind in the dump If I know she's stabbing I'm grabbing my gun

I don't know if I can make it out I'm trying but these demons run around
And you can hear me whenever I'm gone I'm moving on so why you holding on

She know I got options and problems She know that I be knocking I know they all be watching
I just smoke that shit until the runt this Shit like 2.0 per blunt Only focus what I want
Cruising through the A inside my foreign I don't really know about her but I know she showin

By the way this shit is looking there's gon' be some repercussions
Stay around your brothers never leave em even if they clutching
Always keep your phone on text just in case they up in the function
Never hesitate cause no one in there know whoever thuggin
Call up brody get the soldiers just in case we gotta jump em
Catch him in the club while I be eating steak this shit is rugged
Bitches jumping yeah

I don't like to get involved, so I'd rather make a call
Bloody Mary on the walls, told him just to leave it alone
Oppas send a Mercy call, chase his ass right down the hall
That boy said leave me alone, then we get to stomping on

Call up Lil hoe and I tell her don't worry there's nothing between us I'm up in the function
Give me a second to catch up my breath cause I'm running around and I'm chasing them hundreds
Brody pulled up to the crib and he showed me this shit that he got and it looked like a Russian
I wanted a Rollie but got me a whip, I'm riding around and I'm doing em justice

I got me a plug and a fix I don't give a shit about bricks
I be running around with the fix I'm rolling around with my clique, yeah
I got me a plug and a fix I don't give a shit about bricks
I be running around with the fix I'm rolling around with my clique

Written by:
Christian Reyes

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