M.C. Don - Snapped

I should've been a cold heart nigga
Been through so much bullshit
But it only made me realer
Than these niggas
Who would've folded
Under the same type of pressure
But I still stood tall
Fear God nothing lesser
If my back against the wall
Then he leaving on a stretcher
Because that means its me or him
And that decision takes no effort
When it's dog eats dog
You always got to be the aggressor
And I got no problem doing
Whatever it is I got to do
Type of aim I got
You aint gone make it to the hospital
And you aint see the red dot
Because its built into the optical
I'd rather box a nigga
Than to shoot em like these cops would do
But niggas be so pussy
That they make that shit impossible
I just take his bitch
She treat my dick just like popsicle
And then I do the dash
Cuz loving hoes is illogical
And that's word the homies
Yeah I keep it real
Cuz too many niggas phony
Maaaannnn
I aint claiming to be a thug
But I damn sho ain't no pussy
And far from a killer
But Mann please don't push me
Yeah I'm new to the game
But I aint no rookie
A big head ass nigga
Nahh you can't over look me
Been going hard all day
I'm surprised I aint musty
Cuz I be in the booth like its a gym
I workout
Set fire to that bitch and I leave Burnout
And you know yo girl was there
The heat fucked up her leave out
She just want a chance with M.C. to Figure me out
Now her kitty calling my name
Swear I heard it say
Meow
Ight I'm done being funny
Its back to the money
Sometimes I play stupid
Lords knows I aint a dummy
Yeah I hustle in my classics
Faith is necessary
But it's nothing without action
Tryna do it all on my own
Because I fucking hate asking
If it needs to be
Imma get it done
I'm driven by my passion
Yeah I got more bars than a prison
Still I'm ten toes down
But in the stars is where we living
I been going so hard
But they blind to my ambition
Don't ask me what's move
Please just keep it pushing
You too small minded to see my vision
But it the mean time
Fat asses I be gripping
Cope some Henny and I'm sipping
Love a hoe Man you tripping
You soft niggas be simp'n
Bad boy like the Pistons
Like Isiah I'll slay her
Word to Scottie I been pimping
Since been pimping
And I'm trynna see how high I can get
I'm tired of baby steps
Nigga I wanna fly out the bitch
Cuz aint a nan nudda nigga
Who even close as legit
So show me my competition
And I bet that I can top em bruhh
I'm what's really real
These other niggas just popular
I been in the field
Doing donuts in my Chrysler
I say just what it is
I aint capping bout my status bruh
I mind my own business
I'm just tryna stack my money up
I'm my competition
So don't think that you a challenger
I want the type of money
To make me question what's a Challenger
This shit gon be a movie
Betta run and grab ya camera
I'm usually by my lonely
Niggas can't keep up with my stamina
Catch me with the gang
Them the only ones I do trust
You see us in the streets
Yeah you already know what's up
You know we clutch
Knock knock
Who's there
Open the door bitch you know its us

Written by:
Quinttrevious McDonald

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