You Ain't Brave

Now she's saying she's mine, but she may not be used to this kind of exercise

Me fucking up pussy, you caressing her thighs. But you ain't gotta say you real, cause your truth is a lie

Glock looking like a monster, putting the souls to the sky. Six feet with six shots, he got graved the sixth time.

So you better pray for him, cause the boy just died

You ain't brave, you're a slave to your government. You hate it all, but they got your mind loving it

To stay away, you gotta come closer, touching it. So grab your gun, get to shooting and bussing it

Load a clip, cock it back and put a slug in it. Don't take your time if your plan was to rush in it

So how you stacking if you still out here cuffing shit? Cause you still broke, but we still out here hustling

You ain't brave, you're a slave to your government. You hate it all, but they got your mind loving it