Distraction

808 Mafia

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How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent

Took shit too far, now they regrettin' what happened

Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage

You play, I'm lettin' you have it

Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin

They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rappin'?

Fiend for that ecstasy, couldn't keep from relapsin'

Bring out the best in me or be a distraction, uh

If I tell my stepper, "Come and slide," then he comin'

And I know it's fucked up how he daily out there huntin'

Heartless livin', savage life, that's just how he bomin'

But shit, at least it's a **** I can count on for something, uh

We let them cannons spark, play with us, get punished, uh

We really had it hard, now blessings abundant

Cheered till I hit the top, now they can't wait to see me plummet

Like for every win, another L come punch me in my stomach

I couldn't even enjoy my birthday, bitch come to me about assumptions

They can't fuck with me on my worst day, I done ran it up, all hundreds

Baby, Chiraq is my birthplace, if we got a problem, we slump it

Hard times spent, it's the worst pain and you never get refunded, uh

How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent

Took shit too far, now they regrettin' what happened

Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage

You play, I'm lettin' you have it

Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin

They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rappin'?

Fiend for that ecstasy, couldn't keep from relapsin'

Bring out the best in me or be a distraction, uh

Twin Glocks, Tia and Tamera, yeah, these my new bitches

Hit they block with two switches, it make my shottas shoot different

We can empty out two hundred shots in less than two minutes

And B was one of ours, so that shouldn't be a name that you mention

Hope when I'm talkin', you listen 'cause I'm just hoping you get it

I tell my **** 'bout hisself, hate ain't got nothin' to do with it

And you can't call my phone for help, that's if I heard that you snitchin'

Don't speak on bodies on your belt, this just ain't how we do business, uh

Bad news turn your whole day tragic, all they heard was that K clappin'

Any problem, we steppin' up like the crate challenge

Left my heart on that notepad and that still wasn't enough

Lotta snake bites, got low grass, can't feel or trust

How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent

Took shit too far, now they regrettin' what happened

Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage

You play, I'm lettin' you have it

Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin

They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rappin'?

Fiend for that ecstasy, couldn't keep from relapsin'

Bring out the best in me or be a distraction, uh