Craig Vill - 11AM at Cherashore

Man
What I be saying
This can't be a Craig Vill S
Man they know it's a Craig Vill song at this point
Yea Let's go
This can't be a Craig Vill song
I don't give a fuck bout ya fake chains and lame bitch
Niggas tryna crash out every-time that they lane switch
Tried to kill me over quarantine, ain't been the same since
I ain't even mad I got Niggas doing the same shit
I bet a bullet from us hit harder than tank Davis
And I ain't beefin wit no more niggas with rape cases
Y'all play a lot but my block was really on drilling time
Family affairs cause a couple niggas was killing moms
Damn
Maybe that's why they hate us
That razor blade to his face and they chalk em out like a shape up
This a public service announcement I hate y'all niggas
I done took everything I wanted to take from y'all niggas
Y'all masked up not doing shit and Niggas played y'all wit it
I'm a bigger demon just wearing a baseball fitted
And Y'all prayed against me
Why y'all Niggas want the validation
On the run from some parking tickets and tax evasion
Attempted murder, conspiracy
And eradication
Hit and runs cause I dipped away from all of the situations
Drugs in his body but we know that was a passive agent
Because the active one gave his body all the lacerations
The knife slits is what made the boy incapacitated
But who did it you'll never know my mouth is deactivated
And I don't like the way y'all leave me off the shows
It's tension in the air
The shit keeping me on my toes
They said they got a army
With a thousand of them guys
Luckily for me
I know a thousand ways to die
Niggas on they fourth truce
And they down on the score too
Soon as they touch the court room
They Tell the truth through a sore tooth
And brag about how they whippin electric sport coupes
And Lying in they raps and be begging for y'all support too
Y'all don't know the methods I'm bout to resort to
Cause niggas rapping bullshit, they gotta pay me some more dues
I deserve better the favorite line of a broke bitch
I love murder I think I been getting homesick
45 Killers and politicians I spoke with it
My foot in every door ready score like it's a goal kick
6'2 They putting me in 5'8 shadows
Wonder why I choose violence and pick to be a asshole
Remember me a prodigy with all of my tendencies
I'm Causing havoc through traffic against all of my enemies
And how I gave niggas these tapes, songs ten a piece
Mobbing deeper than Luciano and the Genovese
Thank god I had a father and I had a mom
My homies think that I'm just trying to self sabotage
Went to jail once and you thought that that would hurt us
And now I'm bullying niggas for my community service
But wait
They say it pours when its raining
Eroding away and I'm watching all the walls cave in
Reem in a jam they doing everything to take em
He think I don't give a damn, I want this money to save him
But the shit he gotta do, he gotta do I can't change him
But it's loyalty in me that mean I could never replace him
Nigga told me, stop dropping how can you say that
I'm hearing this bullshit on the radio why they play that
And niggas I don't like getting closer to where I stay at
With all these problems nigga I need all that money ASAP
Need that shit like ASAP
I Need that money ASAP
One take Nigga

Written by:
Craig Jackson-Johnson

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