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Real nigga riding first twenty-fo
Glock 19 because I’m insecure
Shawty told me come over (uh)
Real nigga riding first twenty-fo
Glock 19 because I’m insecure
I keep that glockie on me
That bitch look trifling on me
Baby I’m feeding on beef
Don’t mind the guap in my teeth
I got that Glock concealed on me
Play with my life get killed homie
Street shit really get real don’t it
You never really seen the field have you
I got depression put pills on it
I hate my reflection, but deal with it
Shorty understand me, so we still kick it
Every time I fuck her yeah I feel different
Shorty wanna talk, but I just don’t care
Got my Glock 19 cause I’m insecure
Shorty wanna talk, but I just don’t care
Got my Glock 19 cause I’m insecure
Shawty told me come over (uh)
Shawty told me come over (uh)
Shawty told me come over (uh)
Real nigga riding first twenty-fo
Glock 19 because I’m insecure
Shawty told me come over (uh)
Real nigga riding first twenty-fo
Glock 19 because I’m insecure
Niggas used to die for face tats
I’m off perc and vicodins I write a verse and reminisce about the fuck up
things I did
One time I broke a nigga jaw because he was arguing
One time I shot at the crowd because they tried punkin' me
One time I robbed him for the loud cause I was hungry
One time I swung on my papa because he swung on me
Bap bap bap bap
I can’t get this feeling out my chest
Bap bap bap
Feel like I’m gon feel this shit till death