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JankyFor my niggas with convictions who ain't do itWho ain't snitchin' locked in prison spreadin' noodles For my niggas in the struggle goin' through it They going through the struggle mane I'm tired of it Seen some day one niggas change they up to somein' They plottin on me actin strange I'm waitin fo it They smilin while I'm in my grave I don't trust nuthin I thought I had some loyal bros I was trippin Seen some real ass niggas fold Tellin, snitchin' My mind on my money mang Cause theya take it Now theys can't trust a single soul Cause they all janky I used to set up bitch to rob my daddy for a brick and a rollie on his wrist and shot his ass with the pistol So I bin used to get it till the fam start snitchin His own blood sister put him up in prison My brother got his with the tech and a shark in his neck when I catch the fuck nigga ima kill him Mama still goin through the struggle with my sister and my brothers overtime workin double or eviction So I gotta cop it by the bun n for the pot make it bubble Cut the cookie cleaner crumble in the kitchen Tryna put my niggas on some money cause they start movin funny everytime I turn around they stealin' Niggas ain't solid fake like cut dope Down since toddlers daycare drumroll Had to rob my partner had to get cutthroat Trap got slow me and juice sold soap I used to sleep with no mattress (Just cut with made pallets?) Eat noodles to manage Ma dude josh n alice Need clothes to go to school so I slay pot No Jordans 2 for 89 Reeboks I was 12 chuckie cheese playin lil league Robbin niggas servin fiends by 13 Became a grown man it was overnight (I had nobody to [?]) Went through the dirtiness all the rain Came from the mud with some struggle pains Cops took my shine puff daddy pdiddy Put me on tv like ray charles [?] By the whole time the feds kick the door down Organized crime that's the fight of 99' Every court gettin judged by a tour of whites Who never had to struggle in they God damn life Skippin' school to serve my junkies I was truin' Rob my niggas take they money I was boostin' For all my niggas in the struggle going through it They going through the struggle mane I'm tired of it Seen some day one niggas change they up to somein' They plottin on me actin strange I'm waitin' fo' it They smilin while I'm in my grave I don't trust no one I thought I had some loyal bros I was trippin' Seen some real ass niggas fold Tellin, snitchin' My mind on my money mang Cause theya take it Now theys can't trust a single soul Cause they all janky |