Bishop Dondadda - What Its Worth (Matrix)

Lately I've been in a matrix, phone jumping having bag conversation
Section 8 days to some acres in a daze from the hell I was raised in
Got this Lil Vibe, She dangerous Hold the fire & she really can take dick
I got it all off the pavement, New Wraith same color Caucasian
Lately, I've been in a matrix on my own, stay away from the fake shit
Flyin' through coast made me plane sick, Dick her long call it spawn of Satan
I got a chrome its stainless , run up wrong & his presence is ancient
I made a vow, we make it ten toes , same niggas I was raised with
Lookin' beyond the surface, I dawn upon the hardest times , knew I profound a purpose
Take all of yours and now it's mine, hopin' you got insurance
And I ain't wanna fall in line, I'ma go now, I earned it
Man free my Broday , servin' time, sentences ran concurring
He say, it's war goin' on outside, better not leave ya burner
Since we was small , seen caution signs, so it was nothing unheard off
Another coarpse was laid to die, die, die, die
I had some hope and then I lost my mind
Took new approach and then I cut some ties
From what it's worth, I got a berk and I strive
From what it's worth, I made a berk and I strive
Lately I've been in a matrix, phone jumping having bag conversation
Section 8 days to some acres in a daze from the hell I was raised in
Got this Lil Vibe, She dangerous Hold the fire & she really can take dick
I got it all off the pavement, New Wraith same color Caucasian
Lately, I've been in a matrix on my own, stay away from the fake shit
Flyin' through coast made me plane sick, Dick her long call it spawn of Satan
I got a chrome its stainless , run up wrong & his presence is ancient
I made a vow, we make it ten toes , same niggas I was raised with
Wasn't born with a silver spoon, Genectics embedded
Filled up with felons, all that I knew get loot
Getting pictures and letters sent from the federal, nigga was just a yout
That block armageddon, how could I forget it? Fucked up my point of view
Them .762s detach his melon, Now he can't think it through
I'm straight from the tomb, the young and the reckless, shootin' whoever the preference
Don't play by the rules, say he got a death wish, cause that boy
stalk with a vengeance
I stick and I move through all of the pressure, move wrong & its stretchers
So do what you do, can't step in my shoes for a minute, nor a second
& My gun like a Jew, I come we collecting rob him blind like Keller
Then I'm switchin' the view, I walk in Giuseppe's was never for the sketchers
Member fruit of the looms, butter roll breakfast, all I know is treacherous
All I know is the trenches
Lately I've been in a matrix, phone jumping having bag conversation
Section 8 days to some acres in a daze from the hell I was raised in
Got this Lil Vibe, She dangerous Hold the fire & she really can take dick
I got it all off the pavement, New Wraith same color Caucasian
Lately, I've been in a matrix on my own, stay away from the fake shit
Flyin' through coast made me plane sick, Dick her long call it spawn of Satan
I got a chrome its stainless , run up wrong & his presence is ancient
I made a vow, we make it ten toes , same niggas I was raised with

Written by:
Kewon Grant

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