Ftk Stylecx - Deceived by the Serpent (feat. KidZiloh)

Set off let the blunts get high
Sit back let these bitches talk
Gone blow up you sleeping dawg
On my toes, go watch me hawk
Get my bread, I bank it up
Do my grind I stack it up
Happy so I dab you up
Finish school, I don't give up
Seen my mama, she grinding tough
I told her I miss her love
Get my own I'm happy na
Love my bros, we rapping live
Gone blow up, we don't give up
Stunting shit, we flashy bruh
Don't trust love go keep it safe
Trust me bitch you ran yo luck

Stop all the lies
These niggas tryin to get into my mind
I don't feel right
Stop playing wit me
Stop being up tight
Everything telling me to not fight it anymore
And yes i'm closing all of the doors
I'm not feeling right
I'm feeling really insecure
I dropped on a floor
And all these bitches on my dick but you know I want more
I'm pulling these hoes, I'm getting the cash
12 pulling me over, so me and my niggas ran fast
Probation got me fucked up
If you think these muthafuckers, ya not catch me you know ill last

I don't give a fuck, if you a hater go feel me
On my grind now head focus, while I get this cheese
I'm bringing back bread home, I hit the studio
Got these hoes, they use to go and call me lame
Social hoes gone want my fame, and use my brain
Go back home I swear nothing feels the same

Moving everyday, Niggas stay the same
Keep my back tucked, paranoid you should stay away
Smiling and walking they hating my face
Toking it up, while they blowing on lace
Where the hoes and Im losing my place
Missing my court date, and i'm doin a race
I'm not tryna go and pull a Tay-K
Phone on do not disturb, On god I don't play
Smile on my face if you gone die you gone feel it
The Bible told me that the devil can't heal it
Jesus speak to me alone, I can hear it
Been giving the proof, right hand I done seen it
I wouldn't be talking if I didn't mean it
Never believe den you never gone get it
Writing my rhymes, this the powers I was given
Deja and Q they be hating my singing

All this singing is making me brain dead
I tell these bitches shake give me cranket
I'm feeling so painless, I'm in a wrong road
Moms don't know me, so she do not got doe
Fuck it I'm lighting ten blunts in a row
All these bitches act like virgins like a pro
I'm goin insane, but i do not feel pain
I'm bringing this cash, I'm goin let it rain
I came from the mud, I came from the drain
You niggas just talk, I put you in yo place
Once I saw money, I was joining the race
I'll show everyone, that I'm not a disgrace

Written by:
Angel Soriano, Tyrell Harris

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