Tammy Son

Same ones who said they wouldn't switch the ones who lied to me Same ones I gave the most love the ones who plotted on me When shit get real and time to slide who going to ride for me When my coffin get put down who going to cry for me With all this fake love going on who going to cheer me up When I'm down and on my dick who going to big me up Don't speak on problems cuz yet and still who going to listen bruh But if they listen foe they capping they don't wanna see me up They'll back door you and back stab you pay attention to them Truth will tell you who they is just got to listen for it Got homies behind the wall for decades and I'm here for them Got homies going to that I miss just want to hear from them Quinn I got you Rambo I got you Peekaboo I got you Lil roscoe I ain't forgot you Nfant I got you Raf I got you Damn got to name bout 20 more partners Lil bro told while he was down the road Making grown man moves you got to hold yo own They only around when you up bro crop them out I'm 10 toes 72 months I'll knock it out So from then own couldn't nobody tell me nothing You think struggle you going to struggle but your ass better switch it up Building a future for your family need to build it up Demand your respect no one going to give it up On the gang only solid niggas is the one can sit with us From sand box to dawg pound is who can eat with us Hate going to come rather you on the top or not Don't like bitches I got to remind or niggas I got to watch I use to slide up on the block like who I'm dropping nigga To the opponents I'll pop out like what's mac'n nigga Seen a flag I'm at they neck like what you rocking nigga I'm him I'm a demon I'm a monster nigga Mama prayed that her son stayed away from demons But society labeled me a heathen Being black with a record with aggression give them all the reason But my daughters gave me all my reason Around the corner from death but it was a daily slide Hurt me dawg died before he could see his babies eyes My homie did 6 years said he down to ride Came home 8 months later he caught 85 Judge throwing numbers like a auction it ain't making sense My young nigga caught 22 off his first offense I swear the streets ain't for everybody But the streets invite everybody That's just the way it go I jus pray that I make it home Tammy Son