CLXXXVII

we all may die
so i get high
to dodge some bullets
& kick it with the cats that pull em.
never soak to deep
kus it’s only the streets
homies growing up knowing that not graduating.
but getting to the commas like they did.
pump faking, end up doing a bid.
find out homies don’t last forever
& grandma taking care of the kids.
i ain’t preaching a sermon.
jus off the bourbon reminiscing
about my potna who is no longer a
person.
its just my version.
keepin it G
movin’ swift as the wind.
use to wish death but now im praying over your sins.
movin’ some like a prophet
its jus belief in He got us.
45 by my gut when im not round my shottas.
OG keep my brain sane
with the knowledge mane
Keep Yo Head & Bread Up
It ain’t no option mane.
when you get in the game
or when the game choose u
b cautious mane.
i play the game like chess.
i’ll krack open ur chess.
if u mesh or step
wrongly.
iain saying that i’m just that boldly
once you kross that gun-line boss.
WHOLEY MOLEY 😂😂😂😂

• 5 Dec 2017
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