Guru Truth - Guilty

(Ant Chamberlain that’s 100 points)
I’m addicted to the game I’m guilty
Fighting pain know the real gone feel me
If it don’t make me strong it’ll kill me
Smokin’ gas know my piss stayed filthy, ay
I just want my love back like vertebrae
Told her she can lean on me without that purple drank
I might give these niggas shells like where the turtles stay
Spin his block just like a fan them bullets circulate
Burberry Slim but I’m rockin Louie for the day
My piss ain’t been clean since I was 16
Smokin’ weed tryna let my stress alleviate
I was only 15 first time I sipped lean
But I ain’t let them drugs control me
I went and sold it all
Went and got a degree now my niggas think Imma know it all
Glock made of plastic leave holes in ya like a bowling ball
These niggas want beef I just finished making the stroganoff, ay
OPE on my sweats I’m rockin’ Dana shit
My happiness and depression in an entanglement
I know that money talk in all different languages
He might be behind the mic but ain’t the same as this
I’m addicted to the game I’m guilty
Fighting pain know the real gone feel me
If it don’t make me strong it’ll kill me
Smokin’ gas know my piss stayed filthy, ay
I just want my love back like vertebrae
Told her she can lean on me without that purple drank
I might give these niggas shells like where the turtles stay
Spin his block just like a fan them bullets circulate
I say I love you I wanna hear it back, spinal cord
Bitches trickin’ off for Lululemon and Michael Kors
Buy designer all day time I can’t afford
So if you wastin’ mine be prepared to pay me for it
This rap shit is a gift, but it I keep on rappin’ how can I open it
Barricade my path I’m jumping over it
I got her drippin’ everytime I’m strokin’ it
Grip the glock tight feel like I’m chokin’ it
I feel the safest everytime I’m close to it
The call me champ when they summing me up
I caught a cramp how I’m running it up
They know I’m stamped so they turning me up
Life is hard but her love gone heal me
Bennett Side and hard times they built me
I’m addicted to the game I’m guilty
Fighting pain know the real gone feel me
If it don’t make me strong it’ll kill me
Smokin’ gas know my piss stayed filthy, ay
I just want my love back like vertebrae
Told her she can lean on me without that purple drank
I might give these niggas shells like where the turtles stay
Spin his block just like a fan them bullets circulate

Written by:
Jourdan McGowan

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find