Tasha son (interlude) Lyrics

I'm an LP with them shootas , don't get too close, they might just do you

Free my bro up out that pen, he got to sparking with that rugger ,

That conversation with myself, my mental health shit got me clueless,

I told my OG put me in the game, my team get tired of losing

I can't speak on none of my problems, so I stick to drug abusing ,

I self neglect I ask for help I tried to change , but I couldn't do it

How the fuck you finna diss gang and they go stupid

My youngin snatch your brain and take your stain, don't try me like no goofy,

I'm in lp with the hoes , don't try to bros them, boys get ruthless ,

Lil' hoe touching on my gun she think a dick don't want no coochie, my uncle told me if I ever get that fye ,I better use it

I took my time to cross that line, but I couldn't find my way back to it, now I'm in that mode

I get to rapping bout that killing shit, double R, them be the bros , don't speak on pac

I get to drilling shit, quick to sike aht on a nigga, I want em gone I'm tryna get a him hit

Don't come around the game, they take yo flame, now you ain't got no blick

He didn't have no bread, now that boy up, because he hit a lick

They tried treat him like a bitch, he spent that bread, and bought a stick

Come to me direct, I'm not that type, boy, I don't like to diss

I think about the shit I did, I don't got time to reminisce

I sit and ask myself, like, did the feds just have to take my kin

Argue with my mom, question God, like I can't see to win

And pillow talking fake, get out my face, boy, I can't call you twin

Only headshot, you get no bread, you shoot below his chin

Look inside my pants you gon see glock and you see dead faces

I bought this gun all on my own I promise I won't let nobody take it

Free cedravis out that pin you know he fighting hella cases

Conversation with my self, my problems now I gotta face it