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DJ Swift on the
Say
Aye you let nobody make you mad
say it like this,
how the fuck you don't nobody
controlling you, but you let that make you mad?
controlling you

What you gone do you fall?
(I they all gone leave)
To all the left you alone
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry when nobody
is all on me
You stressing, you got no money
Had you a girl, but bitches ain't nothin'

off the porch in the streets, now you thuggin'
Went back to cause you steady kept rushing
Diamonds, they hang down the of your cousin
throw you nothing, feel like "fuck it, you buster"
Ain't come in the clutch you try to score something
Death on your mind, you ain't thinkin' nothing
Stay with a nine, think bout up something
Got jacked by your brother, he left you nothing

Ran up a check, when they see you, you
People who left, now you see when they
Don't fuck them niggas, you know how they coming
Gotta think you move, if you, you go under
on them cause they blame you for their problems
Mad they ain't school for they mama
Bitch called my mama, he gone, go him
Never knew love back then a toddler
to a killer, he bought him a chopper
Don't wanna talk if it ain't bout no
All for my name, you posted, follow
you up the point you done caught 'em

I done had some stood
around me about the ones they with
You ain't got no morals, I how you think but you ain't shit
Be able to see through a and a hug
Prepare and protect your heart the fake love
Stay your money, don't go to no club
Respond wit' a answer, don't never shrug
No you is who say you was
Say you ain't shit, you ain't but a thug
Tell em think with dick 'cause you don't give a fuck
Steady turning up you don't give a fuck
It's done, bitch, it's

What you do when you fall?
(I know they all leave)
To all the left you alone
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry when nobody
is all on me (I'm strapped up)
You stressing, you got no money
You had you a girl, but these bitches ain't

Jumped off the in the streets, now you thuggin'
Went back to cause you steady kept rushing
Diamonds, hang down the neck of your cousin
Ain't you nothing, feel like "fuck it, you busted"
Ain't in the clutch when you try to score something
Death on your mind, you ain't thinkin' bout
Stay with a nine, think sticking up something
Got jacked by your brother, he left you with

Take down, down
Had to check the
Lame shame, had to tell bitch that's the bite down
Money coming, had to to tell that "right now"
Talking with no sense, had to tell that stand down
Up with the TEC, had to make that lay down
Hit a nigga up, when he drop, he gone stay
Go to make a drop, he leave, we gon' ride round
Nigga from the behind, tried the missile now and down
of the future when I don't got restrictions
Looked at the bitch had to tell her it's my now
I'mma you in the front, I ain't leaving you behind now
Drop kick told her not to be so now
Chopstick laid in a cross she die now
Man what you mean me and bitch she diabolic
If I feel really bitch she gon' sly about it
Crash out, her in the streets she gon' cry about it
Don't we official she don't speak when a nigga talk
I'mma blow a 'til you sleep on him talk
To this we gon' creep knowing that my niggas 'bout it
Ben walked in any extras see me it
Steady going in no sense when a nigga
Got a long dick if you wanna say about it
Said a nigga better all on 'em
You know all talk
You ain't hear me clear man I to say rip tongue...