Luh Soldier - Premed

11 o'clock and i really aint made me no money so fuckit im robbing the middle man
My young n***as on it, he look like he with it i hope i dont kill a man
? I got the glock , whoadie in love with the drac
Got them watching the spot,
I don't care who you with, I gotta get me a plate
I been with the bullshit
He just bought a glock and i'm taking that bitch too ( Come here)
I know what come with the shits, The clip come full of hollow dont let that bitch hit you
He trap out of bitch spot, know he got the bread, he put it on snap chat
He really dont trust me, he been on my head like a muh'fucking snapback
Aint saying the trap back
But i was that n***a that they didnt wanna fuck with
These n***as be scamming
and i'm taking over im on some trump shit
But shout out my glock bitch
She gimme that pussy and keep all the fire ones
Shout out my old plug aint naming which one cause i got a thousand of em
Meet up at my momma house, gave momma a hug and I went out the back door
They thought that I was done
Put one in the head and I told em that I was pack hoe
I'm feeling a lil musty, ain't took me a bath i been in the streets with it
Its hoes in the backseat, i dont give a fuck drop em of on the back street
Pull up at the mickie d's set that shit up, dawg i'm back on that bullshit
The K gotta dual clip
This life that im livin' need me a pool pit
Fuck it i wanna fuck a n***a
My momma behind and my niece need some pampers
Who got them bowls, who got them bricks
They finna get handled
Black mask trynna hit the location, i came in this bitch playing black opps
A hunnit somethin' n***as aint none of them with it
Like how do ya'll call this a trap spot
They serving what raw and i'm taking ?
When they playing i'm taking the floor too
Dont let theese lil n***as by coast you i put this tool on his all like a muh'fuckin pro tool
On gang

Just took me another perk
Just seen on the book that somebody got killed, Dam
He died on the southside they said that it was tragic
I heard he was mouth wide
Dont know why it fuck with me
My phone keep ringing, my pathna' them outside
I'm back on the same shit
A little more money a couple more enemy, Dam
I'm tired of the same shit, wanna get up and just fly out to italy
Jump folks up out the gutta god gave me a gift I can show you the struggle
Its crazy to get me a pen and pad im trynna get me a win
Cant never do right when im living in sin
Done did so much dirt got me watching my kin
I went through an episode, don't wanna die young but a trapper don't make it old
So i'm in the booth with it
And i'm going crazy i feel like the don juan
The man in my city
Got my life on my line
like i'm taking a and one
Don't feel like the man, yeah I know that im hot
but not as hot as this handgun
My grand momma mad
Them folks at the spot trynna' beat down my momma door
Don't know where im at , aint searching the school i'm not making the honor roll
Said i'm on the other side just me and my killers you know that we on drama time
These lil n***as want it
One is a prize another opponent
Tell me who want it
If a bag up on my head better put that ?
I stay with the fuckery
well i take n***as money
I wont even fuck for Free
Shout out who dont fuck with me
Cause i'm in the spot posted up like a bumble bee
These fuck n***as fuck sick, i got all these hoes and they stuck with the same bitch
I know that they at me
I'm watching my moves while im watching my surroundings
I pray for these n***as , dont wanna go back but I sleep in the county
Im still at the trap spot
Just got off a whole while im working a have not
These young n***as shiesty
And im still in this shit when I know that they dont like me

Written by:
Jamal Swain, Jonoah Pressley, Matthew Robinson

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