Without My Glock (Open Collab)
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Lyrics
Everybody wanna be so gangsta, gully and crazy
Gangs aim peices at kids in hoodies and swade tees
Look at these fake g's tryna pull and shoot where your face be
Maim me, please buddy you aint that crazy
Save it, I've heard enough mainstream craze to make me
wanna fill up a steam with maimed teenagers
Blazin, I aint movin a muscle
But Im usual a couple words of mine
that are proven to move in and touch you
Whos gonna love you, when you get into trouble
Better get your crew to the huddle cuz you gonna fumble it
Get the ball, run right to the touch down
but where you gonna run when your ice chains all rusted out
Hate it later, love it now, Blaze the haze n puff it out until
You touch the clouds, even though I know you always wantin somethin else
