Subtraction

By NoCap

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[Chorus]

Subtracting all my friends, so I'm on adderalls

We die from gun violence, no more natural causes

We sit and wait on sunlight that’ll never come

Shit getting old, why the good ones have to die young?

Streets ain't the same, gotta cut down on your clientele

Them niggas murdered Ceelo, so I get high as hell

Waking up from dreams and I leave sweat on all my pillows

The judge throwing out elbows like Anderson Silva


[Verse]

I can't stay out the hood but I’m going all in

OG in my lungs, niggas in the coffin

I got rich and they faded, like Kobe Bryant from thе 3

But you know how that be, won't trust 'em far as I can see

I won't think about changing, I told [?] keep the rеceipt

I got love in Milwaukee, bet to the bucks like I'm Greek

They gone diss me on Instagram, see me out in public, speak

Probably catch me in traffic too, see me at the light and beep

These niggas undercovers like they in the bed

I'm talking to the reaper like my home man

When I'm on track, they knock me right back off

That shit fuck up my whole train of thought

Them niggas jealous, yeah they hate that I made them bonds

Coulda bought a studio, I spent this shit on guns

I'm rich and got my salary

Diamonds on my cavities

My chain, I still won’t get a piece

My momma need me, I got a reason

Yeah, 2-4-6 and 8, we gone get even

Yeah, pull up i8, I’m barely eating

Yeah, I'm picking bitches, just like good defense

Love yo’ nigga, no telling when he leaving, yeah

All on me, I feel like the deacon

Drugs got me slow, still pull off speedin'

This shit wasn't easy, nothing 'bout my lfe a free throw

Ion think it’s room in the graveyeard left for Ceelo

25 bitches, a bird on my face like [?]

Free the real ones, them folks still ain't let Lil' E go

I got real money, that shit fuck up my lil ego

I hand out cigarettes so they can know it's free smoke


[Chorus]

Subtracting all my friends, so I'm on adderalls

We die from gun violence, no more natural causes

We sit and wait on sunlight that'll never come

Shit getting old, why the good ones have to die young?

Streets ain't the same, gotta cut down on your clientele

Them niggas murdered Ceelo, so I get high as hell

Waking up from dreams and I leave sweat on all my pillows

The judge throwing out elbows like Anderson Silva