The Drought

Tell them boys I'll be here when they come for me
Me and every single nigga that got love for me
See I got money on my mind but haters won't leave me alone
So I'm ridin' everyday with every pistol that I own

Tell them I'll be here when they come for me
Me and every single nigga that got love for me
See I got money on my mind but haters won't leave me alone
So I'm ridin' everyday with every pistol
Everyday with every pistol, yeah

Yeah, nigga you done fucked up, nigga back the fuck down
I don't care where I go, I don't care what you know
I don't care what you say, I put the words back down your throat
I don't care where you stay, nigga I'm from up town

I gotta get 'em Slim, they talkin' beef to me
They just a bunch a bitches, they talkin' sweet to me
Pussy niggas, I guess I gotta eat pussy
Put a hole in 'em, now that's some deep pussy

The cops hate me but a star is born
The streets love me but how long will they mourn
I'm a real nigga, say real nigga thangs
But it don't have no name

I never fold, I just take my chance
I let life deal, but I just take my hand
Protection off safety, I look straight ahead
I got them niggas weezy, that's what the 380. said

You got to play in the field to get paid
Then you got to go lay in the bed that you made
It's Cash Money, it's the army brigade
And I'm spitting like I ate a grenade

I'm dipping in the empire fade and the one with the butt
(Yeah)
Put the wings up and straight show 'em my guts, yuck
My swagger's so mean and I know how to operate that machine
(Broww)

Yep, yep, aim at his brain, make a nigga learn
And if that's chopper bullets, then they suppose to burn
And if you been to jail, I never seen a cell
But I come from New Orleans, yeah, right there under hell

Tell my gal don't you worry 'bout nothin' but see
These niggas want me dead, so hug me tight when you fuck me
I told her I'm strapped, I'm a rider girl
And I'm a shoot from every side like around the world

Uh, believe that you, can tell 'em bring the whole gang
I'm a get you but that automatic touchin' er'thing
Nigga, it's the Birdman J.R., Pure Pain
You just a curb stain

Marco

The Drought

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