2 BLUNT Lyrics

(I need a J-Jibs type beat)

You thinking' I love you when I really don't. And I know it's fucked up I do bitch it's wrong

Still healin' my scars back when I was torn. So I fuck wit' feelin' sometimes when I'm bored

When shit go bad I just pray to the lord. Second guess every time I'm sayin' sure

Askin' for little they showin' you more. Askin' for more and they showin' you little

Labeled a rapper I'm still not official. On top of my shit I'ma blow like a whistle

In Jersey they blickin' that's not what I'm into. You fuck with these hoes they a mess with your mental

Really I'm gentle I like to talk low. When I go high activate what I know about these niggas and bitches

Before it was smoke. We was brothers hard to let that shit go

Don't abandon who fuck with you that shit be the strangest

A message to gang is to stay safe and dangerous

Forever I'm toting my pain with the switch. I ain't never gon' change when I'm famous and lit

Keep it gutta what E and the real coming with it. Like bndo a menace when feel disrespected

It is what it is when I feel I'm neglected. The real niggas all who the ones that I'm reppin'

I learn how to tie my laces now I'm steppin' ain't trippin' not bout a bitch who movin' reckless

I need me some Lani I might get addicted ain't about Punani

If I'm catchin' feelings like two different people when I fuck with you

You can see you ain't blind yeah you notice my moves when I don't fuck with you

I just don't give a fuck I'm a nigga with ways to make you fall in love

If you give me a chance I won't fuck it up cause I know what you been through

Can you love a thug? Do it on purpose I might catch the bug

Fuck with you shawty he gon' catch a slug. 23 on the kicks I'm not a dub

I ain't been on the runtz a couple months. I just been high as hell on the cart

Changin' i'm switchin' flows from the heart

You thinking' I love you when I really don't. And I know it's fucked up I do bitches wrong

Still healing my scars back when I was torn. So I fuck with feelings sometimes when I'm bored

When shit goin' bad I just pray to the lord. Second guess every time I'm sayin' sure

Askin' for little they showin' you more. Askin' for more and they showin' you little

Labeled a rapper I'm still not official. On top of my shit I'ma blow like a whistle

In Jersey they blickin' that's not what i'm into

You fuck with these hoes they a mess with your mental

Really I'm gentle I like to talk low. When I go high activate what I know

Bought these niggas and bitches before with smoke. We was brothers hard to let that shit go

No I never hated on none of my dawgs. Some bitches I hated now we on the call

They know the face of the voice I'm him' this lifestyle I ain't have a choice nah

I'm buildin' my court cause I know we could ball. Countin' my days till I knock down the wall

Bitch I'm on ten with this shit. Fuck it I'm on a hunnit. I can't stall when I'm droppin' again

Like told bro be careful the glock with a switch. When you spin through the block let off shots never miss

Favorite meal be the opps bullets eatin' his head. Me and bro end the beef man I know what I said

Y'all niggas lyin' why I say you not federal. Shit be easy you ain't on my level though

Different races I'm high on the pedestal. Still got long ways to go like I'm up the road

You thinking I love you when I really don't. And I know it's fucked up I do bitches wrong

Still healing my scars back when I was torn. So I fuck with feelings sometimes when I'm bored

When shit goin' bad I just pray to the lord. Second guess every time I'm sayin' sure

Askin' for little they showin' you more. Askin' for more and they showin' you little

Labeled a rapper I'm still not official. On top of my shit I'm a blow like a whistle

In jersey they blicking' that's not what I'm into

You fuck with these hoes they a mess with your mental. Really I'm gentle I like to talk low

When I go high activate what I know. Bought these niggas and bitches before it was smoke

We was brothers hard to let that shit go