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DJ Swift on the
Say
Aye you let nobody make you mad
say it like this,
how the fuck you don't nobody
controlling you, but you let that person you mad?
They you

What you gone do you fall?
(I they all gone leave)
To all the one's you alone
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry when around
is all on me
You stressing, you ain't got no
Had you a girl, but these bitches nothin'

Jumped off the porch in the streets, now you
Went back to jail cause you steady rushing
Diamonds, hang down the neck of your cousin
Ain't you nothing, feel like "fuck it, you buster"
Ain't come in the when you try to score something
Death on your mind, you thinkin' bout nothing
Stay with a nine, think bout up something
Got jacked by brother, he left you with nothing

Ran up a check, when they see you, you
People who left, now you see when coming
Don't fuck with them niggas, you how they coming
Gotta think 'fore you move, if you, you go
Shine on them cause they blame you for their
Mad they ain't finish school for they
Bitch called my mama, he gone, go him
Never knew love back since a toddler
Turned to a killer, he him a chopper
Don't wanna talk if it ain't no dollar
All for my name, you posted, they
you up the point you done caught 'em

I had some people stood
me talking about the ones they with
You ain't got no morals, I know how you but you ain't shit
Be to see through a kiss and a hug
Prepare and protect your heart the fake love
Stay bout your money, don't go to no
wit' a answer, don't never just shrug
No you is who say you was
Say you shit, you ain't nothing but a thug
Tell em think with dick 'cause you don't give a fuck
turning up cause you don't give a fuck
It's done, bitch, it's

What you do when you fall?
(I know they all leave)
To all the left you alone
(On God, on God, on me)
You cry nobody around
Control is all on me (I'm up)
You stressing, you ain't got no
You had you a girl, but these bitches nothing

off the porch in the streets, now you thuggin'
Went back to jail cause you steady kept
Diamonds, hang down the neck of your cousin
Ain't throw you nothing, like "fuck it, you busted"
Ain't come in the clutch you try to score something
Death on your mind, you ain't thinkin' nothing
Stay with a nine, think bout sticking up
Got jacked by your brother, he left you nothing

Take down, straight
Had to check the
shame, had to tell that bitch that's the bite down
Money coming, had to to tell nigga "right now"
Talking with no sense, had to tell that nigga down
Up with the TEC, had to make that nigga lay
Hit a nigga up, he drop, he gone stay down
Go to make a drop, when he leave, we ride round
Nigga from the behind, tried the now and slide down
of the future when I don't got restrictions
Looked at the bitch had to her it's my time now
I'mma keep you in the front, I ain't you behind now
Drop kick her not to be so fine now
Chopstick laid in a she gon' die now
Man you mean me and bitch she goin' diabolic
If I feel played bitch she gon' sly about it
out, slap her in the streets she gon' cry about it
Don't know we official she don't speak when a nigga
I'mma blow a whistle 'til you sleep on him
To this beat we gon' creep knowing that my niggas it
Ben in any extras see me call it
going in no sense when a nigga talk
Got a long if you wanna say something about it
Said a better stay all on 'em
You it's all talk
You ain't hear me clear man I to say rip tongue...