King-ISO - Tell Me 2 lyrics

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King-ISO - Tell Me 2 lyrics

Uh, every lil n***a got a rap dream Every lil n***a got a back [?] Every lil n***a sold a little bit of everything and [?] the trap Yup, that's me Raised in the middle, where the ghetto ride Where my n***as multiply and we don't ever die Murder, murder, k**, k** Never tell a guy, whatever you saw, when they ask about it tell a lie Revolution never will be televised But they wanna be up on the television telling lies Oh my, my time, I'm ahead of mine Devil on my shoulder tryna get into this head of mine And lately I've been praying for some better times Everybody always giving up on me instead of trying Sick of tryna get it doing petty crimes Cus I know it's gonna catch up on a n***a every time I don't wanna take my medication Ima tell em' Ima ready to be home And Ima tell them that I'm hella fine Even though I'm feeling like I wanna k** myself But now I'm getting discharged and it's check out time The don't give a f** if I'm dead or alive They just want the money cus they're getting by My neighborhood ain't healthy, there was nobody to help me So I load up a Baretta and I [?] (But you) Chorus: Tell me to [?] x4 (Even though it's not you) Tell me to [?] x4 And every little woman got a [?] Every woman in the ghetto is a black queen But every little woman who [?] have a father And that's real f**ed up if you ask me Raised in the middle, where the ghetto ride Coming out the projects [?] Low self esteem, so a n***a take advantage When he tell her that he love her Now she down for whatever right? Tryna be grown, she was hella fly Only 13 but she started to develop thighs Hanging in the club getting hella high Promoted f**ing her, so the gon let it ride Check her ID, but they never [?] Mama never there, she be out there f**ing hella guys Now she wanna go and be a stripper When you n***as out there throwing money at her, probably every night Telling her to pop that p**y for a real n***a Tryna mack a lost chick for a pill n***a Make her sniff a little coke and pop a pill n***a Homie that could be your daughter how you feel n***a? (Still a slave in the mind for a [?] n***a Be alive, free your mind, keep it real wit ya? (But you) Chorus: Tell me to [?] x4 (Even though it's not you) Tell me to [?] x4