24 Nate - Ready

I’m sorry you got used to the person that I use to act like because I’m bruised up
Won’t go back to be to who I used to be
Bitch think that she gon use me hit once then I excuse her
No voodoo i seduce her, delusional that nigga think he me
All this money we got used to, like grandma keep a broom tucked
Sweeping and I scoop up, tryna battle who you can’t defeat
Surrounded by them shooters, you gangsta pussy do sum
Going up’s the only option rather die then be a used to be
Hollow tips I flock the ruger, give her tips she clean the tool up
Designer and I’m jeweled up, big stepper my whole crew up
Fuck what they gossip bout big body’s when we poppin out
Fuck the whips we need a chopper now, from way up Datta shoot em down
Hoodie on like Trayvon, move swift not here to waste time
They from the mud we throw up gang signs
They took ya chain but they can’t take mine
Audemars Audemars Audemars, I need a Audemars
I hold it down so they put me in charge, get no respect you let ya family starve
Give me a beat it’s getting burnt, I’m off the syrup not no perc
Give me a chance I’ll get it turnt, mike made my jeans Chris stitched my shirt
Falling off, falling off, falling off they say I’m falling off
No date just know it’s coming soon I drop bet they wont play your songs
I’m sorry you got used to the person that I use to act like because I’m bruised up
Won’t go back to be to who I used to be
Bitch think that she gon use me hit once then I excuse her
No voodoo i seduce her, delusional that nigga think he me
All this money we got used to, like grandma keep a broom tucked
Sweeping and I scoop up, tryna battle who you can’t defeat
Surrounded by them shooters, you gangsta pussy do sum
Going up’s the only option rather die then be a used to be
If you talk make sure you get me, if you shoot make sure you hit me
Cause I’ll come back and let off 24 2 clips drop 46
I think it’s best that you don’t get involved, get clipped you in the mix
This money average please don’t trip, she know my background she gon strip
Straight from the bottom we reach for the sky
No you not bout it I know you a lie, ran up the bag that mean everything mine
Turn off the light niggas still gonna shine
If you know the result why the fuck would you try
Push when I start they can’t see me they blind
Young nigga got it I’m one of a kind people know who I am I don’t gotta remind
I’m sorry you got used to the person that I use to act like because I’m bruised up
Won’t go back to be to who I used to be
Bitch think that she gon use me hit once then I excuse her
No voodoo i seduce her, delusional that nigga think he me
All this money we got used to, like grandma keep a broom tucked
Sweeping and I scoop up, tryna battle who you can’t defeat
Surrounded by them shooters, you gangsta pussy do sum
Going up’s the only option rather die then be a used to be

Written by:
Nathan Parker

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