UvierMyGod - Favor 4 Wankstas

If it ain’t ratchet I can’t have it
It’s 3am, woke up to fiends hitting my line
Talking bout they outside and they need them a dime
But they
Got me fucked up, always wasting my time
But you got me more fucked up if you think that I ain’t going outside
So I
Grab me my nine, and then I grab me some sweats
Before I head out that door I gotta peak out my head
Cause that paranoia runs deep when you selling dope in these streets
Your mama, aunty, sister, brother, they all just custy’s to me
Fell in love with selling drugs it’s the hustler in me
Shorty came to get a fix, I got the right remedy
Fuck the judge.. the jury, and the damn deputy
Fell in love with selling drugs it’s the hustler in me
Shorty came to get a fix, I got the right remedy
Fuck the judge.. the jury, and the damn deputy
Cause only snitches get hit with them clemencies and them 223’s
When I’m shooting these bitches it sounds like nothing but melodies
And if you’re asking me personally, there’s nothing else that sounds heavenly
And all of y’all got me fucked up the way all y’all keep portraying me
A big fuck you to my enemies
Cause there just ain’t no measuring
I beat your ass on film in high school, how was that shit not embarrassing
(It’s cool)
You’ll learn to respect a king
Eventually
You’ll see that there was something great in me
Ain’t never been no hoe in me
And if you ain’t really in these streets
Guaranteed there ain’t no knowing me
Fell in love with selling drugs it’s the hustler in me
Shorty came to get a fix, I got the right remedy
Fuck the judge.. the jury, and the damn deputy
Fell in love with selling drugs it’s the hustler in me
Shorty came to get a fix, I got the right remedy
Fuck the judge.. the jury, and the damn deputy

Written by:
Jesse Chavez

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