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Performed By: 804Leak
Length: 3:03
Written by: Malik Taylor




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Told me repent guess I ain't get da message
Stomping on beats till you hoes feel da pressure
Told me slow down cause I get to aggressive
Don't let it out Ima get too depressive

Speaking dirty secrets
Thru yo vocal speakers
Hit me better mean it
Not a heavy bleeder
Surging thru the meter
I am not a preacher but I'm preaching to ya
So u better listen
Ion gotta limit
Homies say I'm trippin
Hold up let me finish
This just the beginning
I just caught a case
Murder was the case
Death by the bar
First 48
Crack in ya home
Comin thru ya phone
Leave it here alone
60 seconds gone
Bullets leave da chrome
Runnin thru ya dome
Excuse da dead body but I'm in my zone
Niggas Twitter beefin must ain't get da message
Burnin from a bitch must ain't use protection
I get too aggressive
She say I'm impressive
Money coming first she know she comin second
I am not a game
We are not the same
Diamonds in my chain
Come from southern Spain
Never say I love ha
Hit ha wit a rubber
Heat up in da winter
90 in December
From da 4- fifth
Keep me 4 clips
Hollows no tips
Hit em close grip
Got me dedicated to this education
Cause we in a f*cked up situation

Blind to the fact
Fades in da back
Coke sniffin crack
Never comin back
Forgive me Ima sinner
So I keep on sinnin
Not a man alive can stop malik from winnin
Ion got no feelin
I just keep on spilling
Blood on da track it's only been a minute
Hold up wait a minute
Lemme get a minute
F*ck it dawg I'm in it
U can get it too
Bullets peek a boo
Think I played in wanted way dey get atchu
N ion pick n choose
Depending on da mood
Ima different dude
From what u seen in school
What up what it do

Now I lay me
Lay me down to sleep
If I die before I wake pray to you my soul to keep

Know these niggaz wanna take me in my sleep

Kicking shit before I started it
Ballin shit I'm da hardest wit
Marking you niggas targets
Im harder then who u started wit
Niggas play wit da pussy n pussy get you destorded
I'm more then just what you ordered
The doctors claim I'm aborted
No foreign bitch can't afford it
I'm da nigga off da corner
Slangin dick to da daughter
Hanging round selling quarters
Mi essay is mi amigo my plug getting deported
I Get the the talkin a murda the news a prolly report it
Off the top this one take ion retake shit
All a my niggas know me well know ion take shit
From nobody
That's yo body
Who you tellin that's nobody
Off a molly
In da party
All my niggas wit da violence
N um
Remember I was on that replay shit
Running packs back n forth on that relay shit
Now ion touch it
Pass it off to my lil niggas run it
Out in public
Wit da realist niggas out dea no discussion
N I love it
Yea I love it
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Told me repent guess I ain't get da message
Stomping on beats till you hoes feel da pressure
Told me slow down cause I get to aggressive
Don't let it out Ima get too depressive

Speaking dirty secrets
Thru yo vocal speakers
Hit me better mean it
Not a heavy bleeder
Surging thru the meter
I am not a preacher but I'm preaching to ya
So u better listen
Ion gotta limit
Homies say I'm trippin
Hold up let me finish
This just the beginning
I just caught a case
Murder was the case
Death by the bar
First 48
Crack in ya home
Comin thru ya phone
Leave it here alone
60 seconds gone
Bullets leave da chrome
Runnin thru ya dome
Excuse da dead body but I'm in my zone
Niggas Twitter beefin must ain't get da message
Burnin from a bitch must ain't use protection
I get too aggressive
She say I'm impressive
Money coming first she know she comin second
I am not a game
We are not the same
Diamonds in my chain
Come from southern Spain
Never say I love ha
Hit ha wit a rubber
Heat up in da winter
90 in December
From da 4- fifth
Keep me 4 clips
Hollows no tips
Hit em close grip
Got me dedicated to this education
Cause we in a f*cked up situation

Blind to the fact
Fades in da back
Coke sniffin crack
Never comin back
Forgive me Ima sinner
So I keep on sinnin
Not a man alive can stop malik from winnin
Ion got no feelin
I just keep on spilling
Blood on da track it's only been a minute
Hold up wait a minute
Lemme get a minute
F*ck it dawg I'm in it
U can get it too
Bullets peek a boo
Think I played in wanted way dey get atchu
N ion pick n choose
Depending on da mood
Ima different dude
From what u seen in school
What up what it do

Now I lay me
Lay me down to sleep
If I die before I wake pray to you my soul to keep

Know these niggaz wanna take me in my sleep

Kicking shit before I started it
Ballin shit I'm da hardest wit
Marking you niggas targets
Im harder then who u started wit
Niggas play wit da pussy n pussy get you destorded
I'm more then just what you ordered
The doctors claim I'm aborted
No foreign bitch can't afford it
I'm da nigga off da corner
Slangin dick to da daughter
Hanging round selling quarters
Mi essay is mi amigo my plug getting deported
I Get the the talkin a murda the news a prolly report it
Off the top this one take ion retake shit
All a my niggas know me well know ion take shit
From nobody
That's yo body
Who you tellin that's nobody
Off a molly
In da party
All my niggas wit da violence
N um
Remember I was on that replay shit
Running packs back n forth on that relay shit
Now ion touch it
Pass it off to my lil niggas run it
Out in public
Wit da realist niggas out dea no discussion
N I love it
Yea I love it
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Writer: Malik Taylor
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