In the Midst
In the midst of the lies and tricks
While others idolize some despise the rich
To get some dough people will lie and snitch
Ski mask way, sit back and devise a lick
Im just trying to get words off the page and into the booth
Its just me and you like we're fly in a coupe
Drowning in my blood, sippin dark sorrow from a bottle
Just heard my young homie won't see outside tomorrow
was just a smart young brotha tryin to be caking
Now he might do 10 and was already on probation
One of my enemies got shot but he aint dead tho
I wonder what was going thru his mind as he bled slow
Signing deals with the devil without even knowing it
Treating money like trees and steady blow it
Not growing it, gotta have the new J's just to show some shyt
Thats why they look at us like we don't know no shyt
Copyright © Quincy Cannon | Year Posted 2015
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