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AR-AB

"Honor"

[Chorus: Reed V]
n*ggas out here preyin', bout to fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got kids I gotta fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got goons who wanna ea-ya-ya
So for that they gon' make you pus*ys blee-ya-ya
n*ggas out here preyin', bout to fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got kids I gotta fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got goons who wanna ea-ya-ya
So for that they gon' make you pus*ys blee-ya-ya
Honor, honor, honor, honor, that's how it goes
Honor, honor, honor, honor, that's all we know
Honor, honor, honor, honor me and my folks (Oh oh-woah)

[Verse 1: AR-AB]
Anything I say, I'm a stand on
So when we talk bricks, I was hands on
When it came to war, I was hands on
Do you know how many plugs got ran on?
All this f*ckin' help I done gave to him
All this f*ckin love I displayed to him
I even bucked my hand and prayed for him
But when I turned my back, he put the blade to me
When we was kids, we didn't want skateboards
We wanted you to front us a 8 ball
They tried to bully us but it ain't take long
For Skeem to get his hands on a 8 long
I can't honor him, he wasn't a man
When they seen his dog broke, and they sent him a hand
How this sh*t sincere if you went on the gram?
Praise "free young bouls!", and they went on the stand

[Chorus: Reed V]
n*ggas out here preyin', bout to fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got kids I gotta fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got goons who wanna ea-ya-ya
So for that they gon' make you pus*ys blee-ya-ya
n*ggas out here preyin', bout to fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got kids I gotta fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got goons who wanna ea-ya-ya
So for that they gon' make you pus*ys blee-ya-ya
Honor, honor, honor, honor, that's how it goes
Honor, honor, honor, honor, that's all we know
Honor, honor, honor, honor me and my folks (Oh oh-woah)

[Verse 2]
28 grams of baked just went on the n[?]
Baby moms still b*tchin' bout spendin' some time
They forgot everytime that I went on the line
When Mullaz lawyer said give 'em a down
Who gon' go get Shady and give 'em a chance
Or take Moss to the plug and give him a st[?]
Who gon' call up Shotty and give him a hand
Who gonna set [?] and give him a band
Everything in-house, we buildin' a wall
If one pillar weak, the ceiling will fall
Before I walk with them, I'm willin' to crawl
Before I eat with them, I'm willin to starve
They loyalty for sale, I seen it myself
I need it re-up, they need a belt
The DA tried to put me on the shelf
Had no lawyer money, I needed some help

[Chorus: Reed V]
n*ggas out here preyin', bout to fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got kids I gotta fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got goons who wanna ea-ya-ya
So for they gon' make you pus*ys blee-ya-ya
n*ggas out here preyin', bout to fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got kids I gotta fee-ya-ya
Knowin' I got goons who wanna ea-ya-ya
So for they gon' make you pus*ys blee-ya-ya
Honor, honor, honor, honor, that's how it goes
Honor, honor, honor, honor, that's all we know
Honor, honor, honor, honor me and my folks (Oh oh-woah)

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