foul

Told me I was hell bound, in a jam make no sound 24 hour lock downs , watch yo mind go wow too many drugs ,with them thugs armed with guns , trying to stack funds, I got bill for the month yah It's no wonder we act so foul.. Vs1 I can tell you a whole bit. But I wont cuz I ain't no snitch.. Grab the pole if I got to itch My bottom bitch she is yo kissy face Tell bro we got a stain I'll go broke for my kids and that on everything And you fam so you get everything I'm stepping up to plate And that's on gang.. but I tell gang that it's more to the fam then just bang. But all we know is go pole picketing on parole lol... tell that nigga catch a shell I'm gunna die foe dem ones But that cant helped Told D we trying to get you out.. You do it for the clout.. I want put food in mines mouths And all that fuck shit pipe down Dawg we can go round 4 round.. Vs2 Always 2x for the ones I've lost, Them my familia and they payed the cost