10kMAJIN - Flatline

Yeah, uh, pop out, I ain't bout to flatline, huh
Pack time, get the bag or back down, huh
First time, did that boy like last time, yuh
And they clap nine, do it for the pastime, yuh
And she too fine, gotta get a pat down, yuh
I attack that, give that bitch a smackdown, yuh
And I tap that, say I blow her back down, yuh
It's a cold world, so I had to back up
Gotta get my stacks up, you know I gotta rack up
Cook a nigga dome, send him home if he act up
Walkin' all alone in my zone and my black ones
Mama always pray I make it home, I'm a black son
And I just hope she keep believin' in me
I give you the world if you leave it to me
Bet I get you anything you want, yeah
She know I love the way she whine
I don't do no talkin' or no cryin
I wanna intertwine
You gon' have to show me that you mine
I can't fall for nothin' this time
I been through it twice already
She told me she wanna be my wife already
Blow a nigga down, got him lookin' like confetti
Bitch, I'm gon' protect you for forever if you let me
Remember where you came from, bitch, don't forget it
The weight on my shoulders won't bring me down, I won't let it
I gotta go get it, I'm bout to drown, cause I'm drippin
Can't fuck with these niggas, them goddamn clowns always trippin
Gotta get me some buckets, I throw it down, Scotty pippin
I know all these bitches gather around, cause I'm winnin
You told me forever could hold it down, but you didn't
Turned me into a villain, so now I keep the feelings hidden
I'm a sniper with vision, so if he step, I gotta kill him
I'm like, fuck all your feelings, this how a rock, start livin
At the trap never chillin', this where the blood get to spillin
Back to back, bitch, you wasn't shown no love in the beginnin
And I pray to the father, he up above and he grinnin
All these niggas be talkin' like they some thugs, but they not
I'ma walk through the rain and put some mud on your block
Still kickin' lil' nigga, you see me whippin' up the pot
And the baddie wan caress me
Bitch, I need that big check now, now not next week
If a nigga talkin' down, I'ma let the tec speak
Hit him with the leg sweep, I don't give a fuck if we was close
Cause now you dead to me, I know you remember me
Try to put an end to me, I ain't got no enemies
Pray to higher entities, so they can't put a dent in me
Sippin' on some Hennessy, just to get through it
Mama, I told you I'ma make it to the top, so I'ma do it
Mama, I told you I'ma make it to the top, so I'ma do it
Mama, I told you I'ma make it to the top, so I'ma do it
Mama, I told you I'ma make it to the top, so I'ma do it

Written by:
Drewsean Ramsay

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