7.Keep Callin'
Yea
This song goes out to all the hustlers out there
Tryin to leave the game man, ya know
It keep call me back man
Look...
When I wake up in the morning, you know what I see
The world is a getto, smokin on D
My little couzin 13, strung out on E
Cant blame him, his momma on C
O-K-E, 27 but she look like a old lady
Grind, grind, fuck workin at Old Navy
Where they ＊＊＊, and make the world go crazy
Who am I, man I ain't no better
Just a young nigga lost, tryin to get this cheddar
Starrin out the window, wishin on a shooting star
Tryin' ta get dumb money, go in buy a stupid car
Pray to the lord, tryin to hear my flaws
Bowin to the heaven hope he hear my calls
Wanna leave the game but I'm stuck an I'm trapped
So I call on my nigga Jack
(X's 2)
Tryin' ta leave the game but it's callin' ma name
This rap shit'll have you in a hole like three hunnard(300)
Kick a black nigga down the hall like three hunnard(300)
Twist a eight in tha back with boy and breath on it
Down to my last ＊＊
Bout ta cop a quarter kick, All the real niggaz see
I'm still out here, They like me rappin
when I'm strappin I'm a real nightmare
White tees blue jean Nike's all I wear
Loss a nigga to a gun shot, I been there
Killt a nigga for a small amount
Life ain't fair, Colt white leather seats, 40 glock under there
Catch a sucka in the traffic then I'm aimin' at his head
I ran back to tha game became a millionaire
Hit a lick on my connect, I've got so much ＊＊＊ to sale
I'm on my nigga Mike＊＊＊ bout ta take the streets back
Rainbow fishscale, Coke fill dats all I know
This line help me let it go When times get hard
It's the game that I'm runnin to
Many niggas die from the D that I'm runnin through
What would the prophet do, so I lace a line
Got the world at my palms
Sumthin bout the street got my heart and my mind
Up wit tha beat, Fuck school I'm on tha grind
Got slap in tha Benz, my nig, letz ride or rhyme
Fresh out the lab wit some new shit, nigga check out tha sounds
Man I'm ridin gettin tech, pro meth？ in my cup
Chain on ma stomach strap near tha gut
Paranoid can't lie been through it all
Still here another year, yea I made it dog
Tryin ta get further wit out gettin murdered
Moms worried bout me ain't try disturb her
Gotta good girl but I really don't deserve her
Cuz I'm out here doin' shit that's unheard of
Tryin' to do right but wrongs so easy
Lie so much when I'm right she don't believe me
Gotta stay strap niggas jack for the bling
So I rhyme with Jack cuz he stay on his ＊＊＊
Givin me game on how ta survive in tha game
Said he tryin' ta leave but it keep callin' his name
Looked him in tha' eye n say bra it do the same
Shits fuckn' wit my brain, i need a change
(X's2)
Tryin' ta leave the game but it's callin' ma name
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