ViZiT LA - Making A Name

Bust another shot or you might end up with your life gone
Niggas half step-in in this game with the lights on
Shit, when I was a youngin' wasn't nothin we didn't fight for
So it came as no surprise when we was fighting for our lives, Lord
And I can feel the devil with me every time I ride more
Remember niggas trippin' tried busting through my slide door
And got met with a shank, fuck you niggas think?
Then went and told the pigs some shit to put me in a tank
Tried to stop me but they can't my nigga ima fuckin force
Almost popped me but they missed my nigga
I'm too fly of course
Almost caught me with your bitch
But nigga that bitch isn't yours

And I be posted up with demons
Numb to feelings of remorse
When we catch a nigga slippin' on the set
I let him have it

Hoppin' out the car on
Niggas in the middle of some traffic
Doin' damage hard to manage
But it's under control

I'm sorry mama
I got problems that were bound to unfold
And truth be told I'm just a sinner
That was makin' his way

This for my hitters
Eatin' dinner up in pelican bay
Whatever pen you in Killa
I just hope that you safe

Cause I be knowin' how it's goin
When you making a name
And niggas wanna play the game
But forgettin' the rules

No matter where the fuck I go
I'm always bringin' the tool
Cause when or lose I lace my boots up
And war with the devil

That nigga wanna take my soul
But I'm too solid to let him

Written by:
Abraham Guerrero

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