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• Artiste: Caskey
• Titre: Shoulda Stayed Solid
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Aye aye one two one two Black sheep 5 Yeah Left all that bitch ass shit Yeah Aye Y'all ain't ever sold no pack out of no Coupe De Ville Don't shoot my shot cuz when I pop out I'm gone shoot to kill My homie switched up for some change He know how Judas feel But fuck it I keep sluggers in the hammer like a Louisville My dad wasn't rich but I got tatted like I'm Ricky Hill And that's my dawg Still gone hustle till there's 50 mil I put some homies on They flew out to LA and got a sticky deal I guess that's karma cuz he shoulda kept it real He shoulda stayed solid I know you my day ones if you got some loyalty for me and you don't play about it Spray about it Stay repping Got that 1911 like it's 1947 I been sinning for some time Might not get to heaven But when winnings on your mind Gotta do what give you leverage Man I keep a 4 My homie put a 4 inside his beverage Then he fucked round overdosed I told God I got the message And I changed my ways King of diamond not the ace of spades You work this hard and everyday feel like it's Labor Day Been in the street for so damn long Feel like I can't escape But homie I get magic with this mic I feel like Channing Tate And I hate suckers I'd stay around but I can't kick it with you fake fuckers Make sure you keep some strong women in your life So you don't get up on the mic And get to talking like the Tate brothers I milked the game for so damn long I gotta make butter If you don't put on for your dawgs then you ain't brothers For every lame that die They'll reincarnate 8 others Make sure when the real ones come around You pussys take cover He shoulda stayed solid I know you my day ones if you got some loyalty for me and you don't play about it Spray about it Stay repping Got that 1911 Since the adolescent thuggin with a Smith & Wesson Probably shuda learned my lesson when they kaught me slippin Plenty stripes war wounds, show I'm battle tested You know My Mama was my Daddy she was Transparent A man first I neva want no handout And fukk the Judge u shud see the time they handout My big bradda got 5 life sentences Now tell me: how tha fukk I'm supposed to explain that to my nieces? Please I just pray they don't blame him for leavin And start tell themselves that they don't need him On top of that, me and my bradda beefin This Cane n Abel shit this shit a lil different Thought dat if I love you I kud tell ya when ya trippin You should neva have to question my intentions Especially when you know how I be livin Know how I be standing on bizness Hol up let me get up out my feelings He jus shoulda stayed solid I know you my day ones if you got some loyalty for me and you don't play about it Spray about it Stay repping Got that 1911 like it's 1947 Black sheep