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Book a Nigga

Straight up out the gutter had to learn to flutter/
He found his purpose when he lost his rubber/
I lost my brother in a fire fight every since then I bring heat Everytime I get
up on the mic/
Don’t lose sight of what’s important nigga/
You got a path don’t try and force it nigga/
Just reenforce the validation when you speak on you that you enough/
Cause life is hard you gotta show you tougher/
Tussle with them thoughts it’s like a tug a war you sure as hell/
Gon end up getting pulled in a direction over life’s course/
Just make sure it’s yo choice nigga/
I hope you know you gotta voice nigga/
Cause even if my shit hoarse trust boy imma still make sure my story heard/
You tryna smoke you ain’t said shit but a word/
Niggas want smoke bullets coming round that curve like I’m watching wanted/
Boy I’m lil Wayne in 06 show me my opponent/
Every other morning boy I feel different/
Might take an L here and there but shit I’m still winning/
Getting to the age I think I’m bout to start wearing linen/
That’s what the OG’s do/
My homies dying out it ain’t that many left in my crew/
You feel so much until you feel numb/
You either chase your dreams now or get too old and start to feel dumb/
What’s yo decision make it quick nigga/
Cause life is over in a jif nigga/
I animate my whole life this rap a gif nigga
This life a gift nigga/
Don’t come around and start trippin nigga/
Cause round here they might just kill a nigga/
Wish a nigga would then make a wish a nigga/
I can’t sleep till I cross my t’s yeah a real pusha nigga/
It’s getting hard to overlook a nigga/
Better catch these gems before the masses start to book a nigga/
My shoulder still got a chip on it/
I’m still working everyday then speak on life at 3 up in the morning/ in a
moments notice I’m back off the edge/
Feel like my evils tried to make me pledge/
Cause look above me I see plush tops/
Smoking on some shit without the worry of no damn cops/
I’m blasting Roddy ricch the damn box/
On my head then big b’s yeah that Red Sox stepping in them classic rebooks/
And all I see is Tik tocks from life ending/
Cause niggas let them instagram post make em panic/
My nigga caught another damn charge I can’t stand it/
That’s why I try and stand for his other side/
You know the one them news outlets won’t advertise/
You been my nigga since them 2 for dollar Apple pies/
A side of fries boy that’s 5 grams stuffed inside a black and mild/
Them younger days we was going wild/
That’s why I hate the fact you stuck inside that jail cell that’s called yo
mine/
Ay matter fact I need to call Jimmyron, Na matter fact I’m bout to call jamond/
And ask this nigga if I’m fucking up/
You always need an over honest friend that’s gon really tell you what’s up/
Cause to be honest with myself I ain’t really good wit keepin up with nobody/
That’s why a nigga count my blessings cause I know that god right beside me