[Intro/Chorus]
Got me chain smokin'
Lord forgive me he play with me I bust his brains open
Lost some members hope they with me I just stay hoping
Pray to my god, hope he talk with me when them gates open
[Verse 1]
Yea, I know most this shit be hype
I'm back in the Raq for the week and got to wild I booked a flight
Yea shawty you can slide on me right now can't spend the night
You say that its up, it's stuck with us and pay the price
This bitch riding my pocket better stay in your lane
Momma told me take a break like uh-uh no way
Ay, I'm off percocet lil bitch cause im not ok
Dropped a hundred racks and copped a beamer, still got road rage
Ay, how you pay that boy and he ain't came with no aim
Ay that boy ain't got no money he prolly hang with your gang
I lost my __ to these streets so most my days be so strange
My shorty a beast he so discreet it's like he came with no name
Yuh, ay, I swear this street life got me numb
These days I'm annoyed you see me know I got my gun
I ain't got to pay no shooter my bro do this shit for fun
Been done earned my stripes jumped off that porch when I was young
[Chorus]
Got me chain smokin'
Lord forgive me he play with me I bust his brains open
Lost some members hope they with me I just stay hoping
Pray to my god hope he talk with me when them gates open
Sorry mama I'm still chain smokin'
Chain smokin'
I ain't change I copped the change and put a lil change on it
Kept it solid from the jump you still done changed on me
Come from the bottom, at the top still with the same homies
Got me chain smokin'
Lord forgive me he play with me I bust his brains open
Lost some members hope they with me I just stay hoping
Pray to my god, hope he talk with me when them gates open
[Verse 1]
Yea, I know most this shit be hype
I'm back in the Raq for the week and got to wild I booked a flight
Yea shawty you can slide on me right now can't spend the night
You say that its up, it's stuck with us and pay the price
This bitch riding my pocket better stay in your lane
Momma told me take a break like uh-uh no way
Ay, I'm off percocet lil bitch cause im not ok
Dropped a hundred racks and copped a beamer, still got road rage
Ay, how you pay that boy and he ain't came with no aim
Ay that boy ain't got no money he prolly hang with your gang
I lost my __ to these streets so most my days be so strange
My shorty a beast he so discreet it's like he came with no name
Yuh, ay, I swear this street life got me numb
These days I'm annoyed you see me know I got my gun
I ain't got to pay no shooter my bro do this shit for fun
Been done earned my stripes jumped off that porch when I was young
[Chorus]
Got me chain smokin'
Lord forgive me he play with me I bust his brains open
Lost some members hope they with me I just stay hoping
Pray to my god hope he talk with me when them gates open
Sorry mama I'm still chain smokin'
Chain smokin'
I ain't change I copped the change and put a lil change on it
Kept it solid from the jump you still done changed on me
Come from the bottom, at the top still with the same homies
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