Blood on my hands

Tee Bouzo

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    Kingryryz and Tee Bouzo on this bitch
    Kingryryz, Tee bouzo, cruise
    Blood on my hands, can't lose
    We've been taking hits, no bruise
    Whole block know how we move (brr, boom)

    Mom said chill, but the block said: Spin
    So I'm out in the run, tryna make that mil
    Glocks on tight no prints, just sin
    See opps online but they trippin fr

    Chasing that paper, I'm a real runner
    Seen niggas choke when they're faced with thunder
    Niggas just slide, rappers just mumble
    One wrong move, whole world crumble

    Young boy died for a name trynna be bouzo
    His breath laid flat in my lap
    I was eighteen, still riding on drill
    Thinking that drill gon' erase how I kill

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    Blood on my hands I got blamed by his mom
    Eyes on me like I'm holding the gun
    Even though dark days play this song
    It's my password made the rules this way

    Now every new day wanna swallow my pride
    Who wrote this script just more lost lives
    Niggas in the block get smoked in a streets
    But they all had moms that expected their kids

    Anger in my chest got me sliding again
    Just to kill my pride, got blood on my hands
    Round and around like superman's cape
    Every last opp just the past I escape

    Blood on my hand I can't never forget the image
    Feel like carrying a ton on my back it getting to heavy
    Tee bozo my gang so whatever we doing I'm riding
    I'm falling sky high what these niggas gotta say when you make a bag
    I ain't going in last

    Feel like I'm falling but I gotta keep my feet straight
    I don't do that that ass talk I stick to my own line
    Bitch nigga keep doing that talk put the metal to his brain
    I give a fuck who gets in my way I'm on thay money talk
    And the shit going in my life fuck anyone that hating stepfuck out my way
    Gotta keep motion straight I don't fuck with no dealy
    I'm on a mission gotta keep it ahead

    See all this money now they talking why theses niggas hating on a nigga
    When he trying to make it I ain't gonna talk I just let these chains talk
    Spent couple bands on Benz that how that money talk
    You can't be me for day you know how those demons talk
    Been knock down to many times now I'm getting back up
    Me and gang makeing money we just let that money walk

    Fah fah fah

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