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Glock In My Lap

lost in the fire

Produced by murfee

Heart cold, I can’t feel nothin’ no more
Ten deep in the whip, mask by the door
We don’t do talk, we even the score
Bro got the drop, we slide for sure
Laser on the chop, cut through the fog
Seen too much, I been talkin’ to God
Devil in my ear tryna get me involved
Ten toes down, I’ma die for my dawgs
No mercy in the night, we lurkin’ for opps
Every move silent, no talk to the cops
No gay shit, but I be walking with pride
If I fall, my brothers gon’ ride
Speak Guapanese, yeah, that’s how we live
Ain’t no love when you grew up in sin
All black fit, can’t tell who’s who
Pray for my soul, but I still might shoot
Got blood on my jeans, can’t wash that out
Tryna get rich, can’t crash right now
Phone on DND, can’t track my route
They want me dead, I’m laughin’ out loud
I got so many scars, you don't see me complain
Whole lotta smoke, and I walk through flames
If it’s up, I don't care, we don’t say no names
My whole team real, we don’t play them games
I been lost in the dark so long
Ain’t no peace, every night feel wrong
Cold world, gotta move like stone
‘Cause they’ll cross you just to make it home
I don’t sleep, I just stare at the wall
Mind racin’, thinkin’ who finna call
If it ain’t bout money, don’t talk at all
We slide first, can’t risk that stall
Bro in the cut with the MAC-11
Pray for the sins, still hopin’ for heaven
Heard he dissed me, now he missin’ his section
Can’t play both sides, we don’t do no guessing
I was broke, had to flip that pack
Now I’m countin’ bands while I sit in the back
Bad bitch wanna she hold my strap
Bonnie and Clyde, we don’t do no cap
Two twin glocks like everyday
One wrong move, get blown away
Mama told me I should kneel and pray
But when been lost, can’t feel my faith
I woke up, had to make me a play
Can’t go home, I been duckin’ the Jakes
Life too real, can’t do no delay
Every lil’ move gon’ pave my way
Bro got locked, he ain’t see no bail
Cold world, feel like a day in hell
Heart so numb, I don’t care who fell
Still thank God that I’m breathin’ well
Trap phone ring, that’s bills to pay
Lost three dawgs in the same damn day
I don’t cry no more, just smoke and pray
Hope I make it out, but I can’t stay safe
Ops online, they cappin’ for fame
We outside, don’t play them games
Cross that line, get hit with the flame
Die young tryna earn that fucking name
Every day feel the same old way
Cold heart, can’t fade away
If I die young, just write on my grave
“Yeadeuce, he stood tall, upped that fye, never ran away.”
Rain hit hard, but it wash pain away
Still see ghosts when I put my hands over my face
Lost my soul, can’t find no faith
Devil on my back, won’t go away
Told bro chill, but he love that K
Said one word, now he on his way
Can’t tell who fake, they blend with the gray
Whole lotta snakes in the field we play
Every scar got a story to say
Every loss made me move this way
If I go out, it’s a price I pay
Cold day in hell, that’s the life I made

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