NovaCaine - City Full of White Doves
I been left out there inna rain you ont know how that sht feelCertain pains cut deep ion see how that sht heal
I been out there in em streets so ik that that sht real
I been down bad off my feet now I'm tryna stack a mil
I lost niggas innat war so ion see what's the thrill
Most niggas be the jakes they snitching for a appeal
Other half be the fakes they dissolve like a pill
Ain no love when it's money
So ain no cut a deal
I got hate in my heart
Some shit you can't kill
I then did some shit in these mikes
Some shit you can't fill
I be off inna cut
Like a hook inna gill
I got niggas onna block they just thirsty for a meal
Lotta you niggas be cappin but all my niggas trill
All my niggas clapping
We out chea like a seal
Bitch I'm bout that action
I put clip to you grill
I got niggas from city
All the way down to the ville
It ain no fucking pitty
On my side you get kill
Rip to all my niggas
Who was really inna field
They say the same way you die
Be the same way you live
They saying nova got the spice
He needta sign a deal she looking for the pipe
I keep that thang conceal
Heard yo son inna streets
So you can cross em off yo will
Cause on my side they leave momma praying dropping down onna kneel
And blood thicker than water but for some water blood a kill
Put some gas inna blunt call that shit history
Shorty finna get this meat it ain no fucking mystery
Same niggas hating now they tryna get rich wit me at first k was plugging
Now you can't get sht for free
Momma told me fuck them hoes outta sight outta mind
And ain no hesitation at war you blink you outta time
All my niggas shooters so we be posted onnat fucking line
Ready to change a nigga onna drop of a fuckin dime
Nightmares of that bottom so up that ladder I had to climb
Like that itsy bitsy spider
Out that gutta I had to grind
I den lost a few homies
Seen em wash away
But like that fucking story
It's always a brighter day
So I'm doing this for my nigga shane
Rest up my nigga tray
Ain speaking on micheal kors
Rip that boy mk
I'm tryna do these tours
To see a better pay
Tryna stack millions
Fuck this minimum wage
And fucking with these hoes they just want a settlement
So squares up in yo circle boy its embarrassing
She took a pic for the book my t shirt she was wearing it
She get on top ride my dick
Switch gears she be steering it
Only the guys through my aux if you ain them then iain hearing it
Bring you closer to yo god
Then a near death experience
Keep a smile on my face
But im always oso serious
Don't no dirt wit no niggas
They ain riding they really witnessing
Same niggas from inna sand
Rest In Peace Jaylon
Written by:
Darwin Moore
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