Oh, yeah
La-da-da-da-da-da
Whoa
Yeah
Made a promise to my mama that
I gotta be better than I was (better than I was)
To my granny I'm an angel, but
This murder shit be runnin' through my blood (gang)
It's in my bloodline (bloodline)
Better hug your dawg if you love 'em
'Cause I can't hug mine (on God)
Retaliate, we put 'em up
Lil' bitch, I slung iron (blatt)
Locked in a cell, I got out of jail
And I still done crime (whoa, ah-ah-ah)
This why I still be in my feelings (why?)
Maybe 'cause the bitch that I'm lovin' be actin' different (ha)
Don't respect the fact I'm workin' on what we buildin' (what?)
And I ain't forget the pain, I'm just workin' on my forgivenеss
Section 8, I'm thuggin', got killers all in my trenchеs (for real)
Clutchin', I got action, get at me, this shit get wicked (yeah)
Choppa flip 'em like a gymnast, yeah, without no blindfold
Treat an opp just like a surfboard, yeah, when I slide on
La-da-da-da-da-da
Whoa
Yeah
Made a promise to my mama that
I gotta be better than I was (better than I was)
To my granny I'm an angel, but
This murder shit be runnin' through my blood (gang)
It's in my bloodline (bloodline)
Better hug your dawg if you love 'em
'Cause I can't hug mine (on God)
Retaliate, we put 'em up
Lil' bitch, I slung iron (blatt)
Locked in a cell, I got out of jail
And I still done crime (whoa, ah-ah-ah)
This why I still be in my feelings (why?)
Maybe 'cause the bitch that I'm lovin' be actin' different (ha)
Don't respect the fact I'm workin' on what we buildin' (what?)
And I ain't forget the pain, I'm just workin' on my forgivenеss
Section 8, I'm thuggin', got killers all in my trenchеs (for real)
Clutchin', I got action, get at me, this shit get wicked (yeah)
Choppa flip 'em like a gymnast, yeah, without no blindfold
Treat an opp just like a surfboard, yeah, when I slide on
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