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Holding me down my homie why u hold me down
Like woah me
Me oh my
I can tell you're real shy
Come and get high
We'll talk all night
We could be friends
But still we're alone again
Staying at home and meeting ends
Tell me when it is when we meet again
When it is
When we gonna meet again
When we gonna chief again
Aye
Got 12 on my tail
With the weed in the seat
Like this life is dodge jail
Dodge ram on the highway
If it's just not my day
And things are going wrong ways
I be locked up in a cell
Damn I sure won't have no bail
But when I look at my bills
Well fuck it gotta sell
Well i'm not too well
Take a look and u can tell
Like a life is living hell
But
Aye
When I
Come up in your area
They no longer stare at ya
Ain't no one aware of ya
Ain't nobody care for ya
Ain't nobody scared of ya
Come at me i'm daring ya
Yo momma have to care for ya
As soon as I take care of ya
Now let's talk sum real shit
Get off of that pill shit
Now we talkin real shit
Get off of that kill shit
Never got a new bitch
Got my brothers never switch
Got me covered
Fuck a bitch
I'm never on that devil shit
But still I like a triple six flow
Bitches like to make a show
No more dealing demon hoes
I'm fuckin done I told u so
All of us are dying slow
No one knows that's just how it goes
And till my time i'm boolin with the bros hoe

Yo
Army strong that's what i'm on
Take on one and drop a bomb
Clear the way
I ain't on no stupid shit today
Shook a bitch to my dismay
Came out their clique
Don't know i'm cray
Load the clip and let it spray
Don't know how much i'm getting paid
They all wanna get on it
They'll all get in my way
But i'm smart and retarded
So i'll fall and i'll stay
Fall and i'll stay
Like i'm Aron Rogers after the first play
Like i'm airing all my actions
Give a fuck what ya'll say
Aye
Run around the same old thing
I'm running round a fucking lame
Tryna run a fucking bank
Ya'll lames gonna stay in they lane
Trapping up i'm only sixteen
Taking off i'll be back next may

Cuz
When I
Come up in your area
They no longer stare at ya
Ain't no one aware of ya
Ain't nobody care for ya
Ain't nobody scared of ya
Come at me i'm daring ya
Yo momma have to care for ya
As soon as I take care of ya
Now let's talk sum real shit
Get off of that pill shit
Now we talkin real shit
Get off of that kill shit
Never got a new bitch
Got my brothers never switch
Got me covered
Fuck a bitch
I'm never on that devil shit
But still I like a triple six flow
Bitches like to make a show
No more dealing demon hoes
I'm fuckin done I told u so
All of us are dying slow
No one knows that's just how it goes
And till my time i'm boolin with the bros hoe