[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
[Chorus]
I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk
It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault
Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost
I just wanted peace of mind from all these suicidal thoughts
Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught
He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught
Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk
Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk
In the slums, that's where his heart lies
Tryna find his way out in the dark side
[Verse 1]
Lately, I've been out of touch with all my feelings
So when you say you love me, I don't get it
I don't try to act like I'm above 'em, I'm just diffеrent
And I'm boolin' with my Bloods, know how we drippin'
Fuck them niggas forеver, I'm holdin' grudges with my gremlins
Bitch, I'm strapped up like a stud, I'm pistol grippin'
We'll let the whole clip off in the club like fuck a snippet
Shit been crazy, I've been tryna tell my thugs to stop the killin'
I just hope them gangster angels come and hug him while he drillin'
I might never cough again from all that mud that I was sippin'
Missin' school every day, but on that block, perfect attendance
Bein' broke the root of evil, it'll turn you to a menace
It's so hard to beat the odds when we was taught to be statistics
In this life, you only see the graveyard or go to prison
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
[Chorus]
I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk
It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault
Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost
I just wanted peace of mind from all these suicidal thoughts
Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught
He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught
Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk
Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk
In the slums, that's where his heart lies
Tryna find his way out in the dark side
[Verse 1]
Lately, I've been out of touch with all my feelings
So when you say you love me, I don't get it
I don't try to act like I'm above 'em, I'm just diffеrent
And I'm boolin' with my Bloods, know how we drippin'
Fuck them niggas forеver, I'm holdin' grudges with my gremlins
Bitch, I'm strapped up like a stud, I'm pistol grippin'
We'll let the whole clip off in the club like fuck a snippet
Shit been crazy, I've been tryna tell my thugs to stop the killin'
I just hope them gangster angels come and hug him while he drillin'
I might never cough again from all that mud that I was sippin'
Missin' school every day, but on that block, perfect attendance
Bein' broke the root of evil, it'll turn you to a menace
It's so hard to beat the odds when we was taught to be statistics
In this life, you only see the graveyard or go to prison
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