DoughboyQui - S.R.S

Fuck a bitch
Shorty held me down
When my nigga died
Niggas dying everyday

Fuck a bitch I love my kids
That's some real shit
Shorty held me down my whole bid
That's a real bitch
When my Nigga died I ain't cry
I ain't feel shit
Told me Niggas dyin everyday
Now that's some ill shit
You gotta ticket on yo head
That's a real hit
Smoked yo cousin right in front of you
Man you a real bitch
Mama tellin me I need Jesus
I don't hear shit
I go to war wit the whole city
I don't fear shit

They killed yo man a couple months ago y'all still ain't do shit
But post a bunch of guns on instagram now that's some cute shit
Be you be cool cuz we all know you bitch
Detects came through and we all kno who snitched
3220 the mobb all my niggas really slide
Look into a killers eyes and know he took yo nigga life
Am I a real nigga check I done drilled niggas necks
Man I heard yo main bitch ain't fuck a real nigga yet
Get locked up and can't post a bond talkin bout bricks
Like you the next nigga to get put on now niggas Mitch
You can miss me with the rapping I ain't tryna hear shit
Cuz even a fake nigga can say some real shit

Fuck a bitch I love my kids
That's some real shit
Shorty held me down my whole bid
That's a real bitch
When my Nigga died I ain't cry
I ain't feel shit
Told me Niggas dyin everyday
Now that's some ill shit
You gotta ticket on yo head
That's a real hit
Smoked yo cousin right in front of you
Man you a real bitch
Mama tellin me I need Jesus
I don't hear shit
I go to war wit the whole city
I don't fear shit

I gotta Nigga dead and gone a cousin dead and gone
A brother locked away I'll holdem down til he get home
I really live this shit I talk and put in every song
I can't trust a bitch that's why I fuck and cut them off
Like leave me lone tell that hoe to leave me lone
I'm doin homework wit my daughter she keep blowing up my phone
She really wanna vibe but bitch you fukkin up my zone
She kno that ima dog and wants me to throw her a bone
Suckas want me dead I got prices on my head
I got bodies on this rifel that could send me to the feds
Confidential informants could send me to the Feds
This the shit I'm havin nightmares about spendin all this bread
I wanna bag I want it right now
But is worth it puttin my lights out
That real shit I deal wit they rap about I live wit
But I still get to that mula lil bitch mula

Fuck a bitch I love my kids
That's some real shit
Shorty held me down my whole bid
That's a real bitch
When my Nigga died I ain't cry
I ain't feel shit
Told me Niggas dyin everyday
Now that's some ill shit
You gotta ticket on yo head
That's a real hit
Smoked yo cousin right in front of you
Man you a real bitch
Mama tellin me I need Jesus
I don't hear shit
I go to war wit the whole city
I don't fear shit

Written by:
Jaylin Wiggins, Marquis Verse

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