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call me schosa - kept a nine كلمات الأغنية

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lot of sh_t that i kept in i probably should of said n_gga
don’t be try’na look alive if u gon’ end up dead n_gga
my li’l shorty homicidal so she keep a lead wit her
don’t get blood all in yo’ dreads try’na get ahead n_gga
and it’s f_ck how u feelin’ im try’na get some bread with ya
if we can’t get to the money we don’t make sense n_gga
i was down low bummy ain’t even have a cent n_gga
got a pack and was juggin’ out where my mama rent n_gga
lot of sh_t i kept inside yeah i kept a nine
couldn’t sleep cause i was hungry lot up on my mind yeah
lot of sh_t i kept inside yeah i kept a nine
couldn’t sleep causе i was hungry got up on my grind yeah

lot of sh_t i kept inside whеn my brother died, we ain’t have direction
i got caught up wit my n_ggas start bangin’ for our protection
i was brought up with them n_ggas that’s slangin’ so they can flex and
really wasn’t even k!ll’as but play me and and we gon’ stretch em
never felt no affection by lookin at my reflection
i can tell its me against the world juggin’ from my connection
never had a collective the judged me for my complexion
told me light skin outta style i start ballin’ from my projections
i cried when my mama died prayin’ for my dissection
got high and made a move got me locked inside of corrections
my nephew was runnin’ wild brought a chopper for his collection
thought n_ggas loved me it was deception
lot of sh_t that i kept in i probably should of said n_gga
don’t be try’na look alive if u gon’ end up dead n_gga
my li’l shorty homicidal so she keep a lead wit her
don’t get blood all in yo’ dreads try’na get ahead n_gga
and it’s f_ck how u feelin’ im try’na get some bread with ya
if we can’t get to the money we don’t make sense n_gga
i was down low bummy ain’t even have a cent n_gga
got a pack and was juggin’ out where my mama rent n_gga
lot of sh_t i kept inside yeah i kept a nine
couldn’t sleep cause i was hungry lot up on my mind yeah
lot of sh_t i kept inside yeah i kept a nine
couldn’t sleep cause i was hungry got up on my grind yeah

keepin’ it hundred b_tch you died when you went and lied, we was cool as f_ck
but you got caught up wit yo’ loyalty over a couple bucks
i got n_ggas try’na boil me over b_tches i f_cked
i had b_tches screamin’ spoil me all i wanted was royalty
i went of deep end for understanding my buoyancy
my boys ain’t see the vision i had and started ignorin’ me
my choice was in the kitchen was whippin’ it to enormities
n_ggas dead’ed me off i got paper they started mournin’ me
normally, i would never ever trust thot
and ain’t no changin’ up the code i’m a hustler that all i got
went from bustin’ em down to rocks into bustin’ em out the block
thought these n_ggas loved me till i was caught
lot of sh_t that i kept in i probably should of said n_gga
don’t be try’na look alive if u gon’ end up dead n_gga
my li’l shorty homicidal so she keep a lead wit her
don’t get blood all in yo’ dreads try’na get ahead n_gga
and it’s f_ck how u feelin’ im try’na get some bread with ya
if we can’t get to the money we don’t make sense n_gga
i was down low bummy ain’t even have a cent n_gga
got a pack and was juggin’ out where my mama rent n_gga
lot of sh_t i kept inside yeah i kept a nine
couldn’t sleep cause i was hungry lot up on my mind yeah
lot of sh_t i kept inside yeah i kept a nine
couldn’t sleep cause i was hungry got up on my grind yeah

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