Drippa - 2011 Talk

Switched up my focus and now lately all I know is win
God gives his strongest soldiers battles I can't fold or bend
Askin for God to forgive me for all of my sin's
I swear to God that shit ain't on me that shit is built in
Member me K and Mustard use to post in front of dave's
Right on superior selling thrax or selling our mixtape's
I push dat cutty trunk on smack on my way to my play's
Survive these trenches than you can survive any thang
Been a lot of shit dat I done heard lot of situations I done seen
Lately how these niggas been droppin no time for dat gotta keep dat thing
Consuming large amounts of za za on the daily to help me think
Cause a nigga wear that struggle well every thing ain't what it seem
You won't get shit if you don't grind either you gone ball or fall
Every friend I ever lost wasn't my friend to begin so fuck em all
Fuck wit real niggas and they got me and on God i got all my dawgs
And no matter the location shit get shaky just one call
It done been plenty night a nigga had to go to sleep feeling my stomach roll
Been a few time I had to wait to make a call nigga that cell was cold
And all them times back was in all that pain from sleeping on them flo's
For all these battles grind so hard now I can't even get no sleep no mo
Aye shit
Where I'm from nigga this shit traumatizing
Lot of people don't got the best interest for me I started realizing
Shit the be fox dressed up as sheep they a1 wit disguising
So when they start showing true colors that shit don't even surprise me
Long as iI got this lil wrist of mine bitch I don't need nobody
Run up that gwap sit on top of it like chairs in a lobby
My wrist got inside my pocket same color a salad
We gone keep winning goin up making fuck niggas salty

Written by:
Antonio Mcneezer

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