[intro: Lil Los]
I don’t know what else to do, shit
I was made like this
But Iil niggas at risk
They lie to just to ice they wrist
My niggas locked on the phone
Or they dead in the casket
Keep on thinking this shit a game
And you ain't gon last long
I don’t know what else to do, shit
I was made like this
But Iil niggas at risk
They lie to just to ice they wrist
My niggas locked on the phone
Or they dead in the casket
Keep on thinking this shit a game
And you ain't gon last long
[verse: Lil Los]
Oh Oh deli dead and gone and it hurt
The only time I see my nigga, on the back
Of a shirt
We used to get it out of the mud
Had to play in the dirt
This street shit up and down like
A gift in a curse
Dead and locked in the fence
I can’t tell you what’s worse
Cause nel got 14 and Ted took 21
Yo Brodie got knocked down
We up, nigga 2-1
We used to strip niggas with that Mac, pussy
Just for fun
No we all in, in n out the pin
Bitch I’m goin in, bitch I’m tryna win
So what you tryna spin
Cause I don’t do no friends nigga
No I’m not no dumb nigga
Still pull up on yo block
We still lookin for the one niggas
Catch the nigga slippin
Watch my niggas turn to grave diggers
Trap my south city bitch
We some made niggas
Gotta elevate your hustle just a bubble
My nigga had the dog
Got hit then he fumble, lost it all
I guess it’s safe to say the cookie crumbled
So I guess now it’s all on me
Gotta work for what you want cause nigga ain’t shit free
And if you lookin for that work
You know I got that shit chi
I don’t know what else to do, shit
I was made like this
But Iil niggas at risk
They lie to just to ice they wrist
My niggas locked on the phone
Or they dead in the casket
Keep on thinking this shit a game
And you ain't gon last long
I don’t know what else to do, shit
I was made like this
But Iil niggas at risk
They lie to just to ice they wrist
My niggas locked on the phone
Or they dead in the casket
Keep on thinking this shit a game
And you ain't gon last long
[verse: Lil Los]
Oh Oh deli dead and gone and it hurt
The only time I see my nigga, on the back
Of a shirt
We used to get it out of the mud
Had to play in the dirt
This street shit up and down like
A gift in a curse
Dead and locked in the fence
I can’t tell you what’s worse
Cause nel got 14 and Ted took 21
Yo Brodie got knocked down
We up, nigga 2-1
We used to strip niggas with that Mac, pussy
Just for fun
No we all in, in n out the pin
Bitch I’m goin in, bitch I’m tryna win
So what you tryna spin
Cause I don’t do no friends nigga
No I’m not no dumb nigga
Still pull up on yo block
We still lookin for the one niggas
Catch the nigga slippin
Watch my niggas turn to grave diggers
Trap my south city bitch
We some made niggas
Gotta elevate your hustle just a bubble
My nigga had the dog
Got hit then he fumble, lost it all
I guess it’s safe to say the cookie crumbled
So I guess now it’s all on me
Gotta work for what you want cause nigga ain’t shit free
And if you lookin for that work
You know I got that shit chi
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