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nephew texas boy - stray bullet lyrics

[intro]
i keep it one in the head
my n-gga got hit in the head
my n-gga got hit in the head
so i keep it one in the head
june, you’re a g*nius

[chorus]
n-ggas ain’t fightin’ no more, better keep you a fire
god be talkin’ to me but i don’t be peepin’ the signs
could’ve got k!lled today, but it wasn’t my time
most of my friends are dead, other half doin’ time
my n-gga got hit in the head, so n-gga, we slidin’
gang task force label us menace society
my youngins don’t want no money, they’d rather catch them a body
if you reach for my chain, better catch you a body

[verse 1]
my n-gga got hit in the head, i got one in the head
all i can think is murder, i’ma be thinkin’ ahead
i was just drivin’ the truck, i could’ve been dead
if i get caught with this white i’m goin’ back to the feds
my asian one bought me a fully, you better shoot if you pull it
i’m bulletproof to a bullet, i’m known to press all the bullies
i keep havin’ dreams ’bout bae, i keep relapsin’ off drank
hi-tech with no ice, lose your life for this ice
when it’s really real you gon’ know, i can’t tell my friends from my foes
i’m not impressed by these hoes, these hoes, they come and they go
i took the sh-t ’cause he slow
patty cake, patty cake, patty the dope
i’m scr-ping, i’m scr-ping, i’m scr-ping the bowl
sellin’ this dope ’til they tappin’ my phone, nephy
one time if you been to the feds
i’m sellin’ dope ’cause they scared
i took his dope ’cause he scared
i done been pushed to the edge
i done been pushed to the edge

[verse 2]
n-ggas ain’t playin’ no game where i’m from
15 years old with a hundred round drum
hit on your chest like i’m playin’ the drum
i bought me a brick but i started from tums
murder and robbery, don’t do it sloppily
tryna get out of this, voodoo up out of me
bought a monopoly, bought me some property
somebody please tell the devil get off of me, yeah
ain’t had bags in 30 days
d-mn near losin’ all my plays
started sellin’ weed, now it’s back to ‘caine
six feet gang and we’re diggin’ graves
let me catch you lackin’ if you wanna
i’ma leave your body on the corner
everybody ’round me, n-gga, caught a body, n-gga
everybody ’round here on it
how could you say that you were my dawg?
but you didn’t ride when it jumped off?
i can smell it right now, you p-ssy, you soft
you goofy as f-ck, i’m gon’ take you out
i’ma pull up to your house
and tryna knock that b-tch down
i don’t like no f-ck n-ggas
they don’t like me, so f-ck them n-ggas like oh

[interlude]
you know what i’m sayin’
sh-t get real when you play in the field, n-gga
ain’t never been no house n-gga, n-gga
i’m a field n-gga, n-gga, i’m in the field with it, n-gga, yeah

[outro]
this goes out to my og
this a real life story
get well, sosa
get well soon, saddam
straight up, i can’t even get it out
i stutter when i talk, n-gga, for real, n-gga
this the realest sh-t i never said in my life, n-gga
why i got my prayers, this n-gga get hit right in the head, n-gga
life ain’t the same no more
nephy, three times
for my og n-gga, saddam
c’mon

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