MPR

By Keepa

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Talking crazy to the slime

Better have yo grip

Everytime I look up

It’s a nigga on my dick

Switch on my n*gga

I never switch

Shoot a 3 pointer

My bro he scored the assist

On gang

They say it’s raining

In the streets better keep your heat

Die bout my respect and about my team

Missing Gu

We throwing 4’s we GVG

From the north

Life feel like a dream

Ion pour it tee Glock drink the lean

Prolly in the north or in the Waga day1 tings

Tryna make a M a piece

When I get it

Knee side of me

Only right on bro It gotta be

(But look)

We came far for the view

But now I see leave them dead in the street

It’s not really no beef feeling like bron

How these N*ggas hating me

Counting money feeling like

It’s destined for me

Blue hundreds it’s a bundle

Watch your words we gunning for ya

Only way we giving passes

N*gga you with you mother

Had to get my N*ggas together

We was in a huddle

If u don’t wanna war

Then don’t fumble

Ima stay the same in the jungle

Pain took over on gang

I swear it took over

Now we aiming for diamonds

To get over feeling like a fallen star

Just waiting on our advance

If that boy play he know

It’s one in the head

If you from the trenches

You feeling every word I just said

Free my N*ggas in the feds

Rip to the ones who dead

Put you on a chain

I wake up and thank the man upstairs

Need alone time go through the unthinkable

I need somebody there never talk so

I vent on the beat

Hoping you understanding me

My life complicated sometimes

This the hand I was dealt

Coming from the heart

But I never been heartfelt