Oowee

Oowee

Shit don′t make no motherfuckin' sense

How many young niggas I gotta leave I wanted to see win?

How many niggas I used to love deserve to die again?

They family might have to cry again

I flyed again

Semi-automatics on my side again

I dived and sinned, it wasn′t my choice, I'm from the ocean

I had to swim

I never left my shooters any time we was outside the gym

They in the game, I'm in the game, we all gon′ guard the rim

We not like them

At least I thought until the bread got slim

You know it′s always that one lil' roach you can′t catch at the crib

They take your ribs

Right under your arms with you makin' deals

Nigga can′t trust his sister in this field, let alone a n***a

Rappers selling they souls for whips to slave owners, n***a

Sit on the same corners in hoods that they ain't ownin′, n***a

Niggas triple crossin' they homies, they tried to show 'em bigger

But scared of the police officer

That brutalized his lil′ sister

Buddy drinkin′ liquor like that s**t gon' fix somethin′ quicker

Broke without no job, he ready to rob somethin'

Shit, it′s Christmas

Gotta have three guns on you nowadays, can't be defenseless

Niggas out here sixteen years old ridin′ with army switches

Delete the hisses

It's snakes around, don't let ′em slime in your business

We keepin′ cutters for reptiles, we tryna design new tennis

Tryna step on snakeskin

Leave that lazy ass b***h if she ain't bringin′ no cake in

Somebody when viral for buyin' designer for they baby

That came in

A week later, it′s all on Twitter that that baby ain't his

Shit

Gotta leave that b***h

For real

I′m leavin' every poisonous thing that's in my direction

I′m off that drank, I′m in that gym, my body is perfection

I'm punchin′ as if I'm in Tekken

I built the weapon

It′s to the goal, it ain't no interceptions

We up eleven

Check the scoreboard, who up in Heaven?

We got y′all spendin' a lot of time with reverends

Buddy done died for something you ain't reppin′

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