TA Da Reaper - Writer's Block

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I done won a lot and I done been outbid before
Had writer's block, but then I had to live some more
Changing up my ways cause I don't want my kids to know
1st48 you can't get down if you ain't drill before
In a car so fast you can't control it feel the road
And if I go before we touch a mill, that's still the goal
And I'm trying to make some shit, I know a chill your soul
I said I'm trying to make some shit, I know a chill your soul
As long as I'm here, nothing else going overdue
As long as they fear dying forever they gon' shoot
Fuck it we gon' keep slidin' and make em keep it moving
Getting a little more me time, I'm more focused than usual
Took a L like three times and they made me the truth
If I could ever rewind, ain't nothing I'd redo
I used to cop a 3.5 and put it in my shoe
And now I'm going big time, I do this shit for you
I jump in the car, hit the start, throw the deuce
And everything a hit, out the park ten to two
I used to wear a vest, but my heart bulletproof
I used to fuck with tecs, but them Glocks never lose
I'm never indirect with my shots or what I do
And you can make a bag off of shots, I'm living proof
If you can make her mad, then that bitch belong to you
Got 30 in this mag, let's see who gon' make the news
And I never been too flashy, making plays like Madden
I was in the field, so don't you ask me bout my classes
Wake up in the morning, pet the roaches in the cabinet
Niggas always plotting, so be careful where you stashing
Niggas always plotting, so be careful while you smashing her
Got this piece of plastic and I promise it's gon' back em up
Pick up my own bags so can't no nigga say they taxing us
Niggas selling merch, knowing damn well they got they swag from us
They told me take a break and I told them to take a break for what
Niggas turn to snakes cause they big homie never make them none
Know how you get down you might just wanna pump your brakes for once
Don't be coming round I ain't the type to sit and fake the funk
If you ain't get no paper cuts, that mean your shit ain't new enough
Still ain't never score cause you a hoe and your main shooter suck
All that damn flashing out the car look like a photo dump
Giving out theses passes , we done spared too many 21
I done won a lot and I done been outbid before
Had writer's block, but then I had to live some more
Changing up my way, cause I don't want my kids to know
1st48, you can't get down if you ain't drilled before
You ain't drilled before
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Written by:
Terrance Anderson

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