F.O.E Shawn The Don - Risks

Hey, Q
Shut up
Yo, Q
Hey, Q
You, gotta take a risk to get where I'm at, little nigga
I invest in myself. I don't wait on a Nigga to do shit for me
What up, doe Toe? Welcome Home Maine
I ain't going back and forth swing This k like a sport, work locking
Up gotta hit it wit a fork
Married to the streets we a never Get divorced focused on this
Money so I'm never changing
Course been plugged in since I
Jumped off the porch another
Sleeve in gotta count it on the
Floor R.I.P. to Shawty Lo cause
These pussy niggaz know these
Choppas fully auto if a nigga want
Smoke
I ain't going back and forth I a hit Him wit da torch been on
Boss shit since I jumped off the Porch
My hand's never forced, cause I'm Plugged like a source
Ballin' on no pussy, leave his Blood on the court
My jumper got a patent, I got love For the sport
Wrist really dancing, I got Diamonds of all sorts
I had to take a risk, hit that brick With a fork
A real nigga gold, so I'm never Changing course
Married to the game, we'll never Get divorced
Got me trappin' out of vac, all Doors reinforced
Gotta choppa for the problem Pussy, nigga get scorched
Another hundred bands, I'm gon' count it on the floor
I ain't gotta say shit, cause a pussy Nigga know
What the fuck goin' on? Bustin' bales to a bow
I'll hit his ass up if he really won't Smoke
Look at my life, little nigga take Notes
Take notes, little nigga
This that thug motivation, FOE Shit
I'll show you how to make a hit, You ain't made one yet
I ain't goin' back and forth, swing this K like a sport
Work locking up, gotta hit it with A fork
Married to the streets, we'll never get divorced
Focus on this money, so I'm never changing course
Been had a plug since I jumped off The porch
Another sleeve in, I'm gon' count It on the floor
R.I.P. to Shorty Lo, cause these Pussy niggas know
These choppas fully auto, if a Nigga wan't smoke
Real thug is motivated, how I'm gettin' to this paper DNA
Seven mile, yeah we ballin' on the hater
Seven mile dawgs have my niggas head bangin'
You ain't even burn the hood that Your pussy ass claimin'
Real Doughboy, little bitch eat a Dick
I be gettin' money, yeah I'm Playin' with some shit
Place a tag on your head, little nigga you it
Choppa Suey with the Uzi, got me Playin' with them sticks
I got real shooters, have em Jumpin' out the gym
Went lookin' for the devil goofy Nigga, I'm him
My life been full of sin, I'm so Easily provoked
If you bein' why I bein', you'll Probably drop the soap on Purpose

Written by:
LaShawn Holston

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