70th Street Carlos
Forgive Me
[Intro]
Bang, Glock
Look, Mr. Bang Bang
I keep a Glock, look
Yeah, look
[Verse]
Lord, forgive me, I done done a lot of dirt
Watched my mama cry, turned my heart cold, that shit hurt
I get so fuckin' high, I get full of weed and pop a Perc
You would think dude graduated how his face up on a shirt
All these n***as fags, put some lipstick on and wear a purse
Bitch, I'm in my bag, come with fifteen to get a verse
You a lil' boy, mama whip your ass if you curse
My bitch up in college, yeah, she up in school to be a nurse
New Glock, this bitch came with a beam
Sprite tryna sponsor me but I can't drink it without lean
N***a talkin' 'bout they trappin', but they really dope fiends
I done saw a lot of shit, all these n***as did was dream
You would think I signed with Nike 'cause I'm all about a check
Other than money, all I really want is some respect
But I know what it's gon' take, I'ma have to drop a check
These n***as faker than the fake ass chains around they neck, black
Have a n***a on side your house just like a neighbor
All your lights on, we'll cut 'em off just like some cable
Ain't no eatin' if you ain't bringin' shit to the table
This shit serious, your big dawg can't even save you
Yeah, bitch, I'm 'bout my business like a suitcase
My dick be all up in her mouth just like some toothpaste
These n***as trippin', bitch, you better tie your shoelace
Hit him in the head and make that n***a a new face
Yeah, but you know I'm one hundred like a blue face
Brrah-bah-bah, make that n***a do the relay
Hit him with that bitch and he gon' jig like Tweety
All I get is cake like it's my motherfuckin' B-day
Look, yeah, I done sold my soul, put it on eBay
Fuck that shit, it wasn't worth nothin' anyway
Yeah, and I could fuck your girl, n***a, any day
It's up there, I swear to God, just like an interstate