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ATW (feat. 03 Greedo)[03 Greedo:]I remember niggas turned on me Niggas actin like they never really heard of me Now I'm hopping out with pistols let it burn on em Watching how the tables turn on them [Maxo Kream:] Treat yo niggas like yo brothers you will never turn yo back Right or wrong for your brothers, you will bust a nigga cap Used to mob deep as hell, you had a hundred niggas strapped Now you locked up in jail, where them hundred niggas at Probably trynna fuck ya main, they ain't worried boutcha nigga But they screaming free ya name on they Instagram and Twitter Niggas cappin' for the gram but they ain't give you one dolla How that supposed to be ya mans but he ain't checkin on ya momma Took away ya commissary, think the bossman on some jelly shit Had 50 bands on you but they put it with the evidence Ya name ring bells, still eating in the county Before you made it to ya cell you had soups and brownies You gone' eat regardless but ya niggas left you starving But when the drummer pop off you the first one they calling Remember whatchamacallit took the box and stole the pounds And you pulled up on his block with the Glock and gunned him down Caught him lacking from behind, you cocked the 9 and popped the iron Put cha life on the line but ya niggas let ya down You ain't bitching, you ain't crying, got a heart of a lion No snitchin, testifying, day for day you do the time Your lawyer said ya homie snitching, You thought it was a lie Then you read that black and white, broke your heart and crushed your pride The same lil nigga that you called ya lil bro The Same lil nigga dropping names like a hoe Took him to interrogation, he was posing fake stiff Let them crackers fast talk him, now he shaking like a bitch Laws threw some time at him, started singing, Taylor Swift Told on you for a coca cola and some cigarettes Cut from a different cloth, these fuck niggas made different Screaming death before dishonor, swear to God you really live it Laws tried to question you, you told them crackers burn in hell Take a.38 shell before you ever talk to 12 [03 Greedo:] I remember niggas turned on me Niggas actin like they never really heard of me Now I'm hoping out with pistols let it burn on em Watching how the tables turn on them I've been betrayed, I've been betrayed Hoping out with K's aiming at they face Bitch I've been betrayed, I've been betrayed Hoping out with K's aiming at they face |