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von 509 BMG

Development arrested, from all the drugs I ingested
I measure my self worth with sex, I hope I don′t get infected
Nothing these hoes do impress me, remember mines used to caress me
I know I gotta let go of the past, my mind just won't let me

I don′t think I'm ready, this shit still weigh on me heavy
I try to count em my best, but i'm still blocking my blessings
She wanna know if I love her, I′m dodging all of her questions
"If I give you the answer, then you just gone use it as leverage"

I never leave with no weapon, lil 38 special, I′m not leaving no clues for detectives
I don't get it, who the fuck told you these niggas be steppin
A body drop and now it′s 6 or 7 heads takin credit


Better cut it out while you still ahead, that's just my suggestion
I′m tryna teach him a lesson and send his ass to reverend
I give respect to my brethren, but I'm still clutchin dis Vector
I give my sisters my reverence, this shit get deeper than preference

We spread a negative message and still pay all of our debts
The very least I could do, is try to clean up my mess
I swallow my pride, 40% its burning my chest
I was so fucked up, choosing satisfaction over success

I grew up with no direction and I′m ashamed of what I used to do for human connection
Every time that I ain't take high road ended in wreckage
I know lil mama ain't mine, I′m tryna not be possessive
But she remind me of the times I used to have something special

I don′t be feelin' like the nigga who made "Special Request"
I don′t know how to finesse it, All my emotions repressed
Son of A Gun, my people made of lead, I don't need protection
I never gave a fuck bout nothing, I can handle rejection