Lurking

Love the way she bend it over when she twerk with her friends, Never know, just got slumped Over, can't put trust in your kin, Look what this life make you do, came in this world With no sins, The only question that I got is who you workin' with? Been a while since A nigga been to church and shit, Way before I blow a bag I'd rather splurge on my kids Niggas put bitches over money, peepin' smoke bout a bitch, You can catch me on the net On some lurkin' shit, Never know who f*ck with who, you f*ck with who I don't f*ck with Than I ain't fuckin' with you, Stayin' on top my P's and Q's, Keep on runnin' all that grill Gon' get em' barbecued, Nowadays you make a killin, they gon' try to outdo you, Told her Don't bring me around her friends, lowkey they all wanna screw me, We used to walk around with Tools, figured out he told as a juvie, You can't control what she do, these bitches so Fuckin' unruly, Steady breakin' all the rules, they get the point and it's proven, Can't be Shocked, I shoulda knew by the way niggas move, two and two, came up to 20, had to get to Removin, them niggas busy takin' shots, my youngest too busy shootin, Kazi home, I put him on And he know that I'm rootin' for him, Recruitin' none cause it ain't nothin' like my shootin Guard, Grew up as friends but for them bands just might juice him for it, Pray to the lord for all My sins, hope he forgive me for him, I got some secrets that I'm takin' to the grave, If I roll Up then I'ma face y'all, turnin' niggas to dummies, she trickin' niggas with her face card Like where that cash, matter of fact, give up that bank card, Nina with titties made Em' drop after 50, she aimin' straight at the heart, Bunch of dealers, but I'm from Louisville where they ain't playin' card, in jail you still can get smoked, niggas get Shanked by the sword, You think your bitch can't get poked, just missed her time of the month Real easy to get distracted, don't get caught off guard, Bunch of killers, yeah, I'm from Louisville, niggas die playin' hard, I think we livin' in hell, like everything set on fire Tryna find my way out this bitch, this maze is full of barbed wire, you out here lovin A bitch, she ain't nothin' but a lie, She say she love the way I hit, she let me hit it again Put all his trust in his cannon, cause he plottin' on his cousin, and all behind the Dead, all he wanna do is spin, all for them blues, he see red, don't let it get to your Head, Love the way she bend it over when she twerk with her friends, Never know, just got Slumped over, can't put trust in your kin, Look what this life make you do, came in this World with no sins, the only question that I got is who you workin' with? Been a while Since a nigga been to church and shit, Way before I blow a check, I'd rather splurge On my kids, Niggas put bitches over money, peepin' smoke bout a bitch, You can catch Me on the net on some lurkin' shit