L1K - Intro

Hear me out i'm just waiting for you to listen to me
That petty shit acting like you don't care that shit be getting to me
You distance yourself when you mad that's how you dealing with me
3AM and we in Georgia come to the city with me
First class whenever you wanna fly through
I'll show you off to the world no I won't hide you
When you was beefing with your friends I stood behind you
When things got scary I was there for you to cry to
No I never froze with that gun on me
I do it all for my brothers we bout 100 deep
I hit her once and now that hoe say she in love with me
I wasn't with my bitch at the time so ian fucking cheat
The devil tryna get a grip I gotta prevent this
I take on all my shit head up i'm so relentless
I only want her i don't give a fuck about these bitches
We don't got regualr glocks we got extensions
4 5's ak's and them switches
This shit too deep no I could never leave the trenches
I know niggas going through it and they feel this
I could've died but i'm just thankful that i'm living
Thinking bout switching from um and sign to distro
I got a long way to go nigga it's just the intro
When I make it to the top look out for my kinfolk
When them killers hit they block they better get low
We got use to them homicides
Don't bring him round he ain't tryna ride
I see yo face everytime I cry
I'm tired of the real niggas dying
Stay around some real niggas they be ready to drill niggas
What you know bout shooting glocks you ain't got no skills nigga
Everytime I come around I get that feel nigga
Everybody envy I can't cut no deal nigga
Remember at granny house with my cousins we use to play fight
I been coping with these drugs it ain't right
I was in that ocean swimming with them great whites
I been feinin for you love it ain't right
Every time we get into it you just bring up my past yea
I gave these niggas my last and I can't focus on some shii tryna pretend it ain't bad
And I could lie but bitch I tell the truth every time that you ask
I ain't gone lie the lil run niggas was on that shit is over with
All I had to do was tap in
This music shit is me
Fuck is you talking about
We got use to them homicides
Don't bring him round he ain't tryna ride
I see yo face everytime I cry
I'm tired of the real niggas dying

Written by:
Malik Matthews

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