ion trust a soul

ion trust a soul momma taght me keep my circle small an neva love a hoe so I neva get to close so I stay up on my pivot an just focus on my bread when i wake up and go get it check off everything I did I be swervin gettin head i park the whip up on tha ledge you can't practice what she did I'm back on edge (Daaaammmnnnn) I keep my 40 by the bed the yeah my finger itchin bad I got 30 wit the clip just In case this shit get bad yeah i know she need it bad why you keep on actin sad If you mad go coppa a bag I just left from out tha trap yeah I grew up in the raq that's where all the shootas we go to war fa this that Amo De Rey I tote my crown on my back