Adjustin'

Kameron Murray-Lavette

When I pull up on your block, niggas know I'm with the bullshit
I ain't with the talking there's no sound coming out my lips
This is what they want, who am I not to grant they wish
If my hands don't work, I'ma call my boys to get you hit
As I look around I don't see a nigga that I fear
You will never see me run, or shed a tear
Survival of the fittest, even Jehovah wouldn't wanna be a witness in this city it's a pity
Niggas like to die together
I'm a soldier, won't catch me in a storm without my desert
If I ever have to pull it, bullets rain, bad weather
Go ahead, take the wrong step,
Take you to a mountain and throw you in the ravine, you'll die a liquid death
Diamonds on my wrist, the loud pack hit
Every enemy I had, they got crossed off the list
The hoes fuck with me cause of the cards I was dealt
Call them bitches wicked witches of the west the water made them melt
I'm adjusting to this brand new place,
Where they kick you while you down and laugh about it in your face
Doing what I can just so I can be accepted
Cause the last thing I want is for me to be neglected
I don't wanna be cool, I just wanna blend in
So I don't get my ass whooped, or potentially make a friend
Everything is good except my mental health
In the midst of all this shit, I hope I don't lose myself
When he was flexing bands, it was looking so enticing
So I robbed him for his shit, like Swiper no swiping
If I ever catch you lacking, you better give it up
Or you dead, you won't have a chance to live it up
Yeah
Before IG, niggas was already posted
And raiding niggas houses, that's how you kill roaches,
When it comes to rats, that's a different event,
Have you ever seen a human body stuffed with cement
Anyways time to get paper, school is not it
You know how much I can make in a day on the strip
I got whatever you need just give me the word
I got X, I got gas, I got fent, I got birds
In the land it get cold, but that money need to get felt
So that white girl wrapped around my waist, that's a snow belt
I'm in the field can't you tell, the image I'm selling it well
Don't get you a special delivery nigga a bullet get sent like mail
I'm adjusting to this brand new place
Where they kick you while you down and laugh about it in your face
Doing what I can just so I can be accepted
Cause the last thing I want is for me to be neglected
I don't wanna be cool, I just wanna blend in
So I don't get my ass whooped, or potentially make a friend
Everything is good except my mental health
In the midst of all this shit, I hope I don't lose myself

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