Wasn’t Gone Make It

I told ya I was gone make it You Haten cause I’m out & im faded can I guess that’s how it is When you make it Stay solid Keep it treal An don’t say shit In dat intaragation I know pressure bust pipes But gone shake it Man please There’s way to many fish up out here in da sea You be Must blind Steven can’t see But no not me see Imma keep it treal As can be Black P Ya that’s me Who’s else could it be Verse 1 Yeah it’s Black P Fresh home from a dime No I don’t fuck with my cousin Cuz dat nigga dropped a dime I got his paper work In the safe with my moms I know you second guessing bout me Man me how I could tell When I’m the guy who pulled tha trigger You was just ride’n wit me Ok Scared let me out nigga Trusting ya own fam Will get ya slammed big digits 32 years is what they handed nigga You got 22 Because ya ran ya mouth nigga You just my big cousin Like my brother dat I could trust Looking up to you got my life fucked up I got ya letter in the pen From the co that was dropping off packs He told me watch my back Cuz some Muslimstrynna handle that I told my celly Call my bitch cause I might not make it back That’s how it is when you got a life sentence Plus on top my granny passed Not just her my baby mama passed too So tell me how the fuck Would you feel in my shoes Life’s about choices An decisions on how you move Watch for poo butts trynna knock ya out cha position There’s only a few niggas That’s a 100 So pay attention An they keep it 1000 You’ll see it in they walk You hear it when they talk I hold it down fo da Joe All the way to killa city An every time I’m riden You know I got some killas with me Black p