Corrupted

Lyrics

Yes, Yes I'm your blessing ma
 Mama I know
 Sometimes I act crazy but I'm still your baby
 The projects made me like this you can't blame me
 Mama I'm still your baby but the streets corrupt me
 I'm sorry I fell in love with guns, I fell in love with thuggin'
 I'm clutchin', I keep that Colt .45 everyday like Tony Dungy
 I shoulda just listened to what you said but I don't really like instructions
 I don't be wantin' to hear nothing
 Cause I was lookin' up to my cousin
 They was in and out of jail, that was all I seen
 So I knew what I wanted to be as a youngin'
 Mama said she hate my stubbornness
 Why I gotta be so grumpy
 When it comes to anger don't rush it
 You gon' end up in a dungeon
 I hate my attitude but I love him
 Cause I don't really be with that fuck shit
 Mama I'm fried, I be just tryna vibe
 I ain't really trying to get impulsive
 Sittin' back sippin' on Hennessey
 Niggas tryna drain out my energy
 Ain't no bad vibe in these premises
 I can feel the vibe you envy me
 Tryna stay level-headed keep my head straight
 But the devil he don't want to see me go the better way
 Deep in my heart lookin' for the love I had
 My heart was gold but these dirty streets turned it black
 I was a good lil' nigga life turned me bad
 Can't show sympathy, I might get whacked
 On probation but I know I got to stay strapped
 Went on a lick geek, I forgot my face mask
 Went on a lick geek, turn up on a nigga ass
 When they let me out VA, I had 30 stash
 Poppin' fraud cause this rap shit wasn't bringin' cash
 Always takin' care of my mama cause she all I had
 You would think a boy roller bladin'
 How I skated so much around my vacations
 I coulda got draft to the Patriots
 NFL, run up on me get deflated
 Drop some but I caught a lot of cases
 On route, goin' up top on a safety
 I pray to Yahweh could you save me?
 Lately, I been goin' back crazy
 Maybe if you be my lady
 I might stop all this ragin'
 Baby could you be my lady
 I just been sittin' here thinkin'
 Wonder if you could be my lady
 I be goin' through some phases
 I don't want to know new faces
 Everybody 'round me changin'
 I was just talkin' about this to my partna them
 I just gave a pussy ass hoe a compliment
 Thought she was a thousand, I just start to like the bit
 Nine dollar bill that ain't real she counterfeit
 My nigga I was so close of wifin' it
 I ain't brought it in, she's triflin'
 All along she was just a bodit bitch
 She a slimey bit, she a grimey bitch
 She conniving, she a sloppy bitch
 Don't go out like that, she a nat
 Fall back Black she a nat
 Don't go out like that she a nat
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:41
Key
2
Tempo
109 BPM

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