Lyrical lead

I aint gang still posted the block In tune with the shots Dope boy wasn't selling a lot A couple of knots Double cup had lean in his system See a opp My shooters leanin to get'em He 10 toes Till the beam Make you scribble A nightmare Even in his dreams imma get'em And High school was a trip Bunch of goofy niggas Chase a bitch Like that hoe slept with 2 dirty niggas Then her main nigga caught the shit No lie I really was crushing it Shoutout to Kyra No lie I was lovin it Big round jatty Niggas was cuffin it Hold on Like surviving them blocks Wasn't playing in sand Just a project baby tryna stand Og really did try Her Best Without a father figure how do I stand If I see that nigga Know I'm up'n it That's child was a demon No time for the tusslin Stuck between causing Those shots Or duckin it All these years I was hurtin a lot Drain all my tears Let go of the dead Its god first No discussing the plan Who you idol Aint up in the stands My heart say Wish'em the best My mind say killem instead All my heros Sold out For some bands So forgive me lord This that lyrical lead All these years I was hurtin a lot Drain all my tears Let go of the dead Its god first No discussing the plan Who you idol Aint up in the stands My heart say Wish'em the best My mind say killem instead All my heros Sold out For some bands So forgive me lord This that lyrical lead Alright bring it back I wont teach you to drill Bring that scooter you meal Wet'em up thats seal Limp body that's ew Nigga you is not mabu And I am not foreign False move they won't find you All these years I was hurtin a lot Drain all my tears Let go of the dead Its god first No discussing the plan Who you idol Aint up in the stands My heart say Wish'em the best My mind say killem instead All my heros Sold out For some bands So forgive me lord This that lyrical lead