LilJuvieThree - Sun Tzu

Taking these drugs, i just hope i feel better
Walking the streets with a loaded baretta
Born in the trap, so im good with the extras
Roll me a blunt and i deal with depression
Judge want a nigga they calling me federal
Pop me a jigga aint eating no edibles
Minding yo business, luh nigga u betta do
Something progessive like chasing some revenue
Walk thru a puddle my head to the ground
King with no castle a head with no crown
Feeling like Nipsey im fly crippin
Think bout my brothers my eyes drippin
Pray for my mother she working too hard
Speak on my name then u speak on a God
Genuine dude i cant fuck with a fraud
When u crossed me put a knife thru my heart
Cant use my signature cause it aint legible
Pop me a jigga, dont fuck with da edibles
Spygate on me and im calling an audible
Roll me a blunt den i lay down the audio
Taking these drugs i just hope i feel better
Heart on this verse like im writing a letter
Heart on this beat like im checking my cardio
Bitches chasing me like cameras on Maury show
Smoking on purple and rocking my golds
Suspenders on me got me lookin like wario
Loaded baretta turn em to spaghetti o's
Taking my child from me
You a petty hoe
Put the arm to ya face like im Benoit
Ina puddle im still worth a million
I get nervous when i see a cop car
Me and the plug connected like an aux cord
Judge want a nigga dey say dat im federal
Stop the cappin you luh niggas aint credible
Niggas just moved to the states like an immigrant
Taking these luh niggas shit
Issa pilgrimage
2010 i was sippin with Jeremiah
Cant believe he had cases like co-defendants
When i pop me a perc i jump out my body
On this weed i be feeling so damn dependant
Nigga betta be safe i done shot somebody
With this smith run thru traffic like i was Emmit
When u round a real nigga im catching vibes
I done peep these new niggas the really timid
Thats on 60s been crippin since 05
Bullets aint got no name and thats word to Nipsey
Mind yo bidness luh nigga you betta do
Sumn safe I'll burn u no residue

Taking these drugs, i just hope i feel better
Walking the streets with a loaded baretta
Born in the trap, so im good with the extras
Roll me a blunt and i deal with depression
Judge want a nigga they calling me federal
Pop me a jigga aint eating no edibles
Minding yo business, luh nigga u betta do
Something progessive like chasing some revenue
Walk thru a puddle my head to the ground
King with no castle a head with no crown
Feeling like Nipsey im fly crippin
Think bout my brothers my eyes drippin
Pray for my mother she working too hard
Speak on my name then u speak on a God
Genuine dude i cant fuck with a fraud
When u crossed me put a knife thru my heart
Fuck suicide ima pop me a perc
Get a milly ima buy me a church
Revenue, put my niggas to work
Fuck a bird you can flip you a verse
Fuck a judge middle finger like Gucci
Mama cryin cause she think ima lose it
Shorty wanna leave be she cant
She kno ima King, i got Rank
Man of ya dreams turnt to a savage
Sound like a melody but issa ballad
I roll a swisher and deal with the issue
Nigga just cant wait until i get rich
I know the money cant solve all my problems
But i kno the money can help me forget
They saying Treyz ona lower level
Im hoping he call me a nigga might flip
They saying Manny bout to make it home
Cant hold a real one my nigga u missed
Born in the trap and im good wit da rap
Either way ima make it im feeling like Chief
Speak on my name then you speak ona God
Im bringing my wraith and thats just how it be
I kno my enemies watching when i make a move
Dont fuck with a fraud so i kno who is who
Taking these drugs, i just hope i feel better
Walking the streets with a loaded baretta
Born in the trap, so im good with the extras
Roll me a blunt and i deal with depression
Judge want a nigga they calling me federal
Pop me a jigga aint eating no edibles
Minding yo business, luh nigga u betta do
Something progessive like chasing some revenue
Walk thru a puddle my head to the ground
King with no castle a head with no crown
Feeling like Nipsey im fly crippin
Think bout my brothers my eyes drippin
Pray for my mother she working too hard
Speak on my name then u speak on a God
Genuine dude i cant fuck with a fraud
When u crossed me put a knife thru my heart

Written by:
LaMark McCraySr

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