Davon King - Take A Hit lyrics

Squash it only, double m, yeah Rolling down 495 windows tinted, I've been feeling like the man for a minute f** boy I gotta get it Giving up it's so strict yeah Strictly dividends yep we prolly taking balls What we politicking Boy what we polly tickets They ask how I'm feeling I'm not okay but it's okay, I lie to cover the truth Truthfully I've been hurting since they k**ed Poof What could possibly do? Go shoot, mixing Henny with my juice 'cause I can't sleep sober Mama told me things will change once I got older The world got colder, lost a couple soldiers Realest friends turned fake, lord what's my fate? ??? the lord, pray with my disciples Loyalty always handed accordingly Friends be calling me Phill, let the feds steady be recording me Paranoia kicking in, can't judge a soul Tell my girl I love her but I'm steady f**ing them hoes Go never was a go, told Shawty let's go, No time caress securities Won't pa** security, smelling like dike That was swell bright, me and Blake coming in cla** light I was on the run from the state Collect calls from the pens I got it in with this pen 1017 give me my first spin And now I whip up boy it will crack for you and your friends (x3) Go ahead take a n***a Take a hit, take a hit Take a hit n***a Take a hit Wrong or right, I give you my life When I write only god can judge For the relevant n***as always got an opinion You hate 'cause you broke and you broke ‘cause you hate Word to Dion Tate The lie couldn't be realer Chasing skriller with my n***as sipping liquor Please pray for my liver We ain't promised them all So I'm drinking till I see the bottom of the bottle homie pour up Haters wishing that I slow up I ain't little pop no more motherf**er I grown up Have a show in your city b**h your hoe show up How can you front upon how I'm living I'm just spitting tryina change my living condition They say my rap too complex That will get me articles and complex Cope moms in condo in a private complex by the water f** welfare n***a raise your daughters We learned from the streets what our pop should have taught us I ain't mad of that n***a, but it's still f** that n***a I was 16 when I set it in my first round the first rhyme 21 and never served time for a crime White America let go really? Even though I'm a good kid I bet them pigs will still k** me They be like get off that, you waiting for a label to call back We off that, we grind independent Only real n***as from the beginning gonna see your vision If I rap it then I live it I ain't gotta form by my white girl do In the hedges I be whippin I be whippin, I be whippin, and her daddy a politician And his daughter f**ing a vet now ahead n***a From the ghetto, but for my g's push rock we was (x3) Go ahead take a n***a Take a hit, take a hit Take a hit n***a Take a hit