Tainted ft. 9.0.1 Fronzy, 9.0.1 MLK & 9.0.1 Manman Lyrics

Can you let my soul cry

Lost too many fucking soul ties

Won't forget the day my bro died

In my songs ain't telling no lies

This fucked up way of living

Swear to god we gotta change it

These niggas riding waves

Just to get on and to get famous

Quit talking out your neck

I'ma just warn you that shit dangerous

Damn near can't trust a hoe inside the Raq these bitches tainted

Remember I was dirty

In the trap clutching a 30

Hollows get a nigga sturdy

Call me glasses call me nerdy

Love my bestie my 'lil birdie

Said it loud I know you heard me

Stay intelligent get wordy

When they play don't give 'em mercy

Know we outside in the city

Leave him stanking leave him shitty

They don't ever understand me

They don't ever try to get me

They over merch I can't be

Getting down and getting gritty

These niggas really silly

Denzy in the back he really trilly

Fronzy spin the block until we dizzy

You know all my niggas getting busy

Glizzy got a 50

Issa .27 with a switchy

Last thing that I need from you is pity

Last thing that I need from you is pity

Can you let my soul cry

Lost too many fucking soul ties

Won't forget the day my bro died

In my songs ain't telling no lies

This fucked up way of living

Swear to god we gotta change it

These niggas riding waves

Just to get on and to get famous

Quit talking out your neck

I'ma just warn you that shit dangerous

Damn near can't trust a hoe inside the Raq these bitches tainted

Remember at granny house, in the backyard we played

And when we tripped and we fell called mama to the aid

And time flew now we older swear I miss them days

And then you left heart got colder swear I miss them days

But now I wish you well, little angel of mines

Who would've known in this life you'll have a deadline

Just know I'm mad this ain't right wish souls can refine

You throw a strike then we fight make this a columbine

So who can I run to

Who can I call for help

If I don't got you

Just help me have myself

I think I'm falling

These drugs and mental health

Soon I'll be balling

Switch lanes I'll make a left

Vision getting blurry, I been in a hurry

Gotta get that bag stack it up I wake up early

I peep all these girls that be out here moving thirsty

Tryna put me down nigga I ain't even worried

Nigga I ain't even phased

All this money I done made

But I still ain't never change

Life ain't never been the same

On your block we make it rain

Shorty twerking she got cakes

And it's money in my face

Now I'm pulling off her lace

While she's wrapped around my waist

Then I kick her out my place

Do the dash and outer space

Taking off without a trace

Run it up to get in shape

Run it up to get in shape

Get in shape

Get in shape

Look

Run up on the gang then he die like what you even try for

My youngins' ride around with Glocks and sometimes keep a rifle

Niggas always playing dumb like what you tryna lose your life for

Cary BBY told me it's a never ending cycle

So tell me what's all of the hype for

Speaking on the gang's a pretty dumb reason for you to die for

Talking tough up on the net like what's the reason you're tryna hide for

Since he dissing on computers we delete him like a typo

I don't need a pill to slide but off the perky I'm a psycho

Jordan Fronzy stand on business with me we ain't lazy

MLK the way and Cary never cease to amaze me

Vonno Denzy in the back masked up looking shady

Bursty with me too you know folks he too DTMG crazy

DTMG 9.0.1 the gang we coming out on top

No hoe in me turn you a stain since you claiming you a opp

Drac with me it got extendos with a beam and a star

Draco with a star

Got a beam and a star

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah