19stthree - Get 2 me

I can't let this shit get to me
Broke my heart that shit got to me
I can't go out like no hoe
you getting set up by a groupie
And I keep my circles small
Ain't tryna rock out with no Rookies
Remember days we skipping School, was on the East, we playing hooky

My lil' cousin love to head tap shit,
We see him give him nuggies
I won't ever speak on fed shit
That's not me
I just won't do it
When we spin they block
We hit no miss
I let off 33 like Patrick Ewings
Yeah, like Patrick Ewings

He got his phone all in this whip
When we just tryna slide
Kick him out the ride
He almost died cause he ain't tryna Slide
Hop all in that skat
It's fresh as hell
We switch the gears and glide
Im like Bae come take a trip with
Me
You act like you don't fuck with Me

I be tryna see what's up, but you Don't even talk to me
Shit be weird, late night, I just hit Your phone
You ain't even hit back when I Shoot a text, it takes too long

Said I'm back up on my bullshit, Down the mat, we tryna shoot shit
I can't let it slide, you gotta die, Them youngins ruthless
Chop his bitch just like a dragon, Call it toothless
Catch him face to face, he talk that Shit, we leave him toothless

Written by:
Jerry Mcclure

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