Ahhhh ay

[Hook: Choirboy]
Talked to the homie just the other day
12 on me can’t seem to catch a break
Talked to the father don’t know what to say
In other words ain’t really much has changed
(Ain’t nothing changed really!) x4

[Verse 1: Choirboy]
Ain’t the truth if you lie all day man you acting like you real could have died that day
You ain’t know the sacrifice it takes Barely survived I could have fried at the stake
Ain’t gonna hide boy
I don’t really know the physics but I know I can’t stop
I don’t know what you call it but I know we gonna rocc
Just put my dicc in and I know it’s gonna pop
I don’t do it for the critics man I do it for the blocc
Always been a little bad ass kid
Hanging out the whip with the savage men
Money beneath a couple mattresses
If it’s beef then I bring it to ya addresses
Home where the fucking addicts lives
Where the sadness is
Where the (?) sent
Fucc all this lavish shit I’m just trying to elevate where the madness is
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Ouija]
Squad ain’t changed everybody else did
Gained traction everybody felt it
Friends ice cold some of them even melted
Away from the sunny what the clientele did
Funny what duccing fake staying real did
Running up same weapon always will did
Pool ball sock to the opposition real quicc
Got the opportunity we got what we got and we killed it
(?) taught me how to deal with these drugs
(?) taught me how to dish out the slugs
Choirboy taught me how to give zero fuccs
Touch one of us and you rest and place get and duck
Ain’t no love ain’t no fuccing place for the love
Can't sleep drinking muddy muddy muddy mud
They say Ouija are you with me I say fucc is up
Toof Gang forever repping well after my casket shut

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