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Fouler 

mwanza teddy

Mm-mm-mm
Just thinking ′bout the way you make me feel
It's so, it′s so real

2 AM, the night still young
You live by the gun, you gon' die by the gun
Ain't no handouts for nobody
When I ain′t had shit, they ain′t offer me nothin'
When I′m quiet, I be thinking 'bout killings
A lot of niggas bitch-made, stay in they feelings
Saving these hoes, this shit here pitiful
All these lil′ bitty bitches my chillens, ooh
And Mama, don't worry
You raised a gangster, I′m a survivor
It hurt me
Not being able to give you what you want since I was a toddler
Shout out to my pops for all the free game
Everything you ever told me, it stuck in my brain
Real OG status and like to make a change
Shedded tears writin' this, seen so much pain

All the sheisty shit that I've done, blessed to not be in no chains
Uncle killed me when I was young
Mama blessed the boy with the cocaine
Growing up, I ain′t have no daddy, my mama played both roles
Been hard on a nigga since I came out the womb, yeah, the pussy hole
I was taught to trust none
Face your problems, never run
Lil′ bitch holler she pregnant
You a lil' nat-nat, that ain′t my son
Tryna trap me, know I had a glove
Fuck them feelings, slatt, I'm a thug
You a lil′ dusty ho, you're the rug
Ayy, and it′s still fuck love

2 AM, the night still young
You live by the gun, you gon' die by the gun
Ain't no handouts for nobody
When I ain′t had shit, they ain′t offer me nothin'
When I′m quiet, I be thinking 'bout killings
A lot of niggas bitch-made, stay in they feelings
Saving these hoes, this shit here pitiful
All these lil′ bitty bitches my chillens, ooh
And Mama, don't worry
You raised a gangster, I′m a survivor
It hurt me
Not being able to give you what you want since I was a toddler
Shout out to my pops for all the free game
Everything you ever told me, it stuck in my brain
Real OG status and like to make a change
Shedded tears writin' this, seen so much pain

Just thinking 'bout the way you make me feel

intro

You live by the gun, you gon' die by the gun

When I ain't had shit, they ain't offer me nothin'

When I'm quiet, I be thinking 'bout killings

A lot of niggas bitch-made, stay in they feelings

Saving these hoes, this shit here pitiful

All these lil' bitty bitches my chillens, ooh

Not being able to give you what you want since I was a toddler

Shout out to my pops for all the free game

Everything you ever told me, it stuck in my brain

Shedded tears writin' this, seen so much pain

chorus

All the sheisty shit that I've done, blessed to not be in no chains

Growing up, I ain't have no daddy, my mama played both roles

Been hard on a nigga since I came out the womb, yeah, the pussy hole