Chuck Strangers - For Chuck's Sake (Fixed Lyrics) lyrics

[Intro: Singing] [Verse: Chuck Strangers] I don't f** with you, but i answered when you texted f** was you expecting, i'm just a reckless Young black n***a needing your acceptance I guzzle on this henny, i do it to hide scars Do the beats like blacks, i put 'em behind bars n***a dollas ain't the [?], like tim i learn't the harder way Junior resting in heaven, God bless him I pour the remmy on the ground Blow the doja through my nostrils With my Pro Era apostles [?] hostile, i just Do what i gots to, god got me Couting broccoli, eating properly It's a new day It's a fine line between that n***a Trey and cliché I had fifty dollars on my n***a, release date And still copped it Cause we was brothers from the start, n***a f** profit He just came with the ammunition to become a musician Peep my gram bro, i be in the kitchen Why you dissin', i don't [Outro: Singing]