Hitlist

Father forgive me No I ain't new to this Father forgive me No I ain't new to this Take care of business The Lord is my witness Shawty ain't innocent She's on my hitlist Flow make you slit wrist She gonna get this And we just get lit And we just stay lit Call up the bro, he finessin' Straight out the west end Nights in the, the boy never stressin' I look to the sky Ash my blunt to the sky I mean f*ck feeling fucked The f*ck did I take Feeling good feeling great Keep a bitch on my side Who gon' ride Who gon' slide I been up through the night Why you talk shit if you ain't wanna fight I'm a thief in the night Give her dick on the late then I gap it Why you claim love that ain't happen Pull up to venue, a bottle in hand and some sticks Bout a fifty Empty the guts of the backwood, smoke plenty I been that nigga since elementary End up like Kennedy F*ck with my energy She be my dark twisted fantasy We causing anarchy Give a f*ck, oh I don't Oh, yea they wish I did