Distraction

Original

808 Mafia

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How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent

Took shit too far, now they regretting what happened

Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage (Uh, uh)

You play, I'm letting you have it (Uh, uh-uh-uh)

Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin

They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rapping?

Fiend for that Ecstasy, couldn't keep from relapsing

Bring out the best of me or be a distraction, uh

If I tell my stepper, "Come and slide," then he coming

And I know it's fucked up how he daily out there hunting

Heartless living, savage life, that's just how he bummin'

But shit, at least it's a nigga I can count on for something, uh

We let them cannons spark, play with us, get punished, uh

We really had it hard, now blessings abundant

Can tell I hit the top, now they can't wait to see me plummet

Like for every win, another L come punch me in my stomach

I couldn't even enjoy my birthday, bitch come to me about assumptions

They can't fuck with me on my worst day,

I done ran it up, all hundreds

Baby, Chiraq is my birthplace, if we got a problem, we slump it

Hard times spent, it's the worst pain and you never get refunded, uh

How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent

Took shit too far, now they regretting what happened

Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage (Uh, uh)

You play, I'm letting you have it (Uh, uh-uh-uh)

Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin

They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rapping?

Fiend for that Ecstasy, couldn't keep from relapsing

Bring out the best of me or be a distraction, uh, uh

Twin Glocks, Tia Tamera

Yeah, these my new bitches, hit they block with two switches-

It make my shottas shoot different

We can empty out two hunnid shots in less than two minutes

And B' was one of ours, so that shouldn't be a name that you mention

Hope when I'm talkin' you listen 'cause I'm just hoping you get it

I tell my nigga 'bout his self, it ain't got nothing to do with it

And you can't call my phone for help, that's if I heard that you snitching

Don't speak on bodies on your belt, this just ain't how we do business, uh

Bad news turn your whole day tragic

All they heard was that K clapping

Any problem, we stepping up like the crate challenge

Left my heart on that notepad and that still wasn't enough

Lotta snake bites, got low grass, can't feel or trust

How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent

Took shit too far, now they regretting what happened

Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage (Uh, uh)

You play, I'm letting you have it (Uh, uh-uh-uh)

Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin

They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rapping?

Fiend for that Ecstasy, couldn't keep from relapsing

Bring out the best of me or be a distraction, uh