Reality VPG GlizZy (Ft. Boosie Badazz)
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It get hectic everyday
Hella sirens an mommas crying she in pain
Cause in my city kids been dying everyday
I know some homies younger den me in that graveyard
Cause in my city it get hectic everyday
Kids hoppin off the porch toting treys now
It seem like bodies always droppin by the day
Cause in dem trenches we was born an we was raised in
Yea, in my city It get hectic everyday
Hella sirens an mommas crying she in pain
Cause in my city kids been dying everyday
I know some youngins younger den me in that graveyard
Yea, in my city it hectic everyday !!
On my block they really dying, know you heard of my town
At the fair right there, murder merry go round
Bloody shoes, bloody clothes, mess my eyes up nigga
So if you get see tomorrow, then it’s good luck nigga
And the type of life I live, nobody wants to die
Everyone wants to live, I can’t trust my peers
Pain, it hurts my ears money, it wipes my tears
Hella sirens an mommas crying she in pain
Cause in my city kids been dying everyday
I know some homies younger den me in that graveyard
Cause in my city it get hectic everyday
Kids hoppin off the porch toting treys now
It seem like bodies always droppin by the day
Cause in dem trenches we was born an we was raised in
Yea, in my city It get hectic everyday
Hella sirens an mommas crying she in pain
Cause in my city kids been dying everyday
I know some youngins younger den me in that graveyard
Yea, in my city it hectic everyday !!
On my block they really dying, know you heard of my town
At the fair right there, murder merry go round
Bloody shoes, bloody clothes, mess my eyes up nigga
So if you get see tomorrow, then it’s good luck nigga
And the type of life I live, nobody wants to die
Everyone wants to live, I can’t trust my peers
Pain, it hurts my ears money, it wipes my tears
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