Carved Initials - 38 Spesh

Had dreams and they shattered yours

That’s how you end up having war with people you held the ladder for

Made evil like I had a

Feel like I’m holding a saddle sword and leaving the battle sore

I love life, I ain’t mad at y’alls

Y’all remind me of broke battered whores

You’re all shopping at the average stores

That’s the probably the reason why y’all dogs all wearing the same coats like

they’re Labradors

My last shootout, I had a ball

Fuck one magazine, grab em all, give em a catalogue

My bitch left, I ain’t mad at all

Now she got a straitjacket on in a room with padded walls

So I don’t get close to whores

All she do is suck dick, I never heard the bitch vocal cords

Code raw, the dope is pure, serve it all, hurt you more

Alcohol on an open sore

I was petty never

My bars were steady clever ready for whoever said he better

Niggas know I get heavy cheddar

Birds wanna flock together, I got a bullet for every feather

Any weather we can meet up, summer time

But I’m still riding with the heat up

Seen it all the time, niggas dying or get beat up

Pay it no mind, nigga I’m just trying to re-up

Trust

You know I’m saying, I ain’t done with you motherfuckers

And I produced everything on this motherfucker

Ain’t nobody fucking with me, man

I’m giving y’all real life street shit, you know I’m saying?

Real stories, real events, real talk

Gotta love this shit

Six Shots Overkill, nigga

Shoutout to the Trust…

Trust Gang!