Lyrics:

They said he won't make it
They said it's too LATE for him
They said he was better off verbatim if he woulda quit
Nobody was thinkin bout the danger that they could've did
Nobody was thinkin bout the stranger that was just a kid
It's fucked up, they turned a lil kid into a dickhead
And once he lookin different, ain't no lookin like the past 
He done started movin different he aint rockin with yo ass
He done started trippin heavy they thought that he was off a fuckin percoset 

They started lookin at em thinkin that he's off a percoset 
They started treated him like he was something less than what he said
They started feeding em them rotton beans to get into his head
Bout like 14, I thought if I should shoot em in his head
But i ain't have no gun, how the fuck was i finna shoot that shit?
He was a pussyboy, how the fuck was I finna get that kid
He was a lucky boy, never got to put his ass to bed
In this WORLD you get popped, you get domed nigga
What the fuck you on nigga?
Keep it to yo bones niggas
Nobody needa know nigga 
Fuck about yo hoe nigga
Fuck about yo bro nigga
I don't give a fuck about them pussy ass lil clone niggas
I dont give a fuck about nobody on this road nigga
They all finna go when I start swervin in this hoe nigga
Oh shit, I said "I" instead of he
Ain't nobody finna hear it, so I ain't trippin bout that shit 

They said he won't make it
They said it's too LATE for him
They said he was better off verbatim if he woulda quit
Nobody was thinkin bout the danger that they could've did
Nobody was thinkin bout the stranger that was just a kid

Edicius (444jet)

Lyrics:

Bad mothafucka, Bad-bad mothafucka yeah
Bad mothafucka, Bad-bad mothafucka yeah 

Bitch ima bad mothafucka, man I wish a nigga would
I got bags with the duffles just in case a nigga would
Got a bad fucking problem, till I walk up on yo hood 
I could bet like 200 you would let a nigga do it 
Bitch ima bad mothafucka, man I wish a nigga would
I got bags with the duffles just in case a nigga would
Got a bad fucking problem, till I walk up on yo hood 
I could bet like 200 you would let a nigga do it 

Keep dissin on my BROTHA so I had to get em good 
Ion play about my blood nigga fuck of allat hood shit
I pop up on sum real shi cuz I done had a real pick
Im the type of nigga who gon pull up just to get a lick
Dick eating, dick riding, seniti don't fuck with that shi
Big nigga, big cappin, imma call bluff on his shi
You could empty 100 round clips and that boa would still be yappin bout sum shi
Masked the fuck up? Well nigga what's good?
This ain't no goddamn call of duty, this ain't what you want
This ain't no goddamn military, fuck yo protocol 
Don't be runnin to yo plug, when this shi be getting rough
You aint getting no lil puff
Ion care if that shi tuff
You can rap bout what you want
762, Glock 19, ion care bout what you cap
I jus wanna know what's good
I jus wanna know what's real
I jus wanna know what imma get when I pop at yo crib 

Bitch ima bad mothafucka, man I wish a nigga would
I got bags with the duffles just in case a nigga would
Got a bad fucking problem, till I walk up on yo hood 
I could bet like 200 you would let a nigga do it 
Bitch ima bad mothafucka, man I wish a nigga would
I got bags with the duffles just in case a nigga would
Got a bad fucking problem, till I walk up on yo hood 
I could bet like 200 you would let a nigga do it 

Bad mothafucka, Bad-bad mothafucka yeah
Bad mothafucka, Bad-bad mothafucka yeah

BAD M.F. (LIL SWEDDEN)

Lyrics:

Do what i want, do as I care 
Get what i want, gimmie all that
When im wit my girl, she gimmie dat ass
Ill tell a fuck nigga, gimmie dat cash
He goin for her, he needa die
That ain't yo shawty, nigga she mine
You wanna try it, put it on god
I'm really bout it, I do what I want
Do what i want, do as I care 
Get what i want, gimmie all that
When im wit my girl, she gimmie dat ass
Ill tell a fuck nigga, gimmie dat cash
He goin for her, he needa die
That ain't yo shawty, nigga she mine
You wanna try it, put it on god
I'm really bout it, I do what I want

Imma stay true to the mufuckin bone
Nigga a pussy for beefin thru phone
I ain't a man who like beefin a hoe
So why does it feel like im beefin a hoe
Why does it feel like im beefin a hoe
1, 2, hook, 2, straight to yo dome
Lay down below where a pussy belong 
You can talk crazy down there all you want
Walkin away leavin stains on the floor
Ion look back cuz u know that you wont
It just hit me crazy baby
There's niggas amongst all the hoes
I feel like imma go insane cuz lately
I'm loosin sight of the goal
Off of that shi, keepin it movin, I'm off of that shi
I keep it movin, resolvin that shi
Nigga'd be stupid prolongin that shi
Unproblematic, full automatic
No in between so they call it a manic
Or maybe maniac is the word
Ion really care, I say what I want

Do what i want, do as I care 
Get what i want, gimmie all that
When im wit my girl, she gimmie dat ass
Ill tell a fuck nigga, gimmie dat cash
He goin for her, he needa die
That ain't yo shawty, nigga she mine
You wanna try it, put it on god
I'm really bout it, I do what I want
Do what i want, do as I care 
Get what i want, gimmie all that
When im wit my girl, she gimmie dat ass
Ill tell a fuck nigga, gimmie dat cash
He goin for her, he needa die
That ain't yo shawty, nigga she mine
You wanna try it, put it on god
I'm really bout it, I do what I want

What I Want (clvr)

Lyrics:

6 on the dot, I wake up in the morning
I put up my phone after checkin my notis
I hit up my shawty I tell her good morning
I'm brushing my teeth, then I put on deodorant
Head in the shower and before you know it 
I'm headed to school
Put on my music, I do what I do
Walkin straight forward, not looking at you 
Niggas be questioning "what's up whichu?"
I be like "nothing, what's coolin whichu?"
Talkin wit niggas to check on they mood
But ain no one askin to check on my mood
So fukkit, I had to be there for myself 

But I can't feel myself 
I can't feel myself 
I can't feel myself 

But I can't feel myself 
I can't feel myself 
I can't feel myself 

Look in the mirror, I'm seeing a blur, cuz I can't see myself
Day after day I think imma loose it, guess i can't think myself
Catch my gaze, I know you see through it, cuz I can't see myself
Don't you ask me about my feelings, cuz I can't feel myself 

Take 17, we at it again
17 years that I been myself
Everyone asking to be there for them 
Eveybody wants you to check on their health
"You like a therapist." "You like a genuis." "You are the person I go to for help"
I wouldn't dare go and trust em for help
I'd get better chances by going to hell
Better man, could be a better man
Yea I get it, I could be better myself
Odd one out, tryna even things out, but it ain't workin out, it ain't goin well
Step out the body, I look at myself, and im wondering what the fuck he goin through
Look in the mind, see in the eyes, he told me he's thinking the same himself 

He can't feel himself
I can't feel myself
He can't feel himself 
I can't feel myself
When it come down to himself
He cant feel himself
When it come down to myself
I cant feel myself

Take 17 (niche)

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