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Lyrify.me

Second Helping by B00g Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Verse 1]
When i wrote this second album, purely i was pissed off
Rob told me calm down, Boog and get yo shit off

Carter held a meeting said put the team up on yo back
Haters gotta catch me eye to eye, a youngin never lack
Jovis taught me that

And how to run the block a couple times
Cried on every pad i wrote on, damp every line

Niggas never know my pain, cuz they’ll never know my path

Never had confidence, last pick on everything

Fat Kid, Asthmatic
Teachеrs called me problematic
Now thеy in my DM’s, who’d ever thought about it

Bitches paid me no attention, and now i'm curving em
Big man on campus, cuz my homeboys is serving em
First time i seen a dead body wasn't in a casket
White chalk, in real life, truly traumatic
Grew up with a savage

Double fedded up at 16

Simple minded, only want one thing
Chase one thing
Gotta get that Green

I'm a Haughville baby
Screaming out 317, hats the village that raised me

Just cuz i like to laugh….. They don't think i'm from the hood
Just cuz i ain't been shot…. They don't think i'm from the hood

My real life faster than them bullets, y'all never catch me
Best in the city ? All These other niggas gotta @ me

This the tape
To end debates
Put me up there with them greats

Never been starstruck, its always been fuck them niggas
Never showed me how to get it? That's why we 'ont trust these niggas
Room with a millionaire, swear to God ill held my own
Looked Punch up in the face and told em "I'ma take the throne"

When i wrote this verse
I swear fo God i caught the holy ghost



Hip Hop’s antidotes
These snake ass, snitch ass , mark ass niggas
Never held a trigga ass niggas

Shooters
Behind computers
Couldn't dial up the courage for half the shit i did
Deal with the shit i seen
Couldn't fuck the bitches i creamed

If you had my dick
Please don't respond while I talk my shit

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[Verse 2]
25 dollars held for 8 months straight
These spoon fed niggas can't hold my weight
Me and my homeboys from the side of the tracks
If yo chain get snatched
You can't buy that shit back

Rock wars throughout the streets, shooting shit on Broadway
Hot Summers, water guns wasn't shot in broad day

Ask me why I smile, I'm just happy for my life
I know niggas, my age in my phone i can't write

New Death
Every Week
I'm sick of saying RIP

Uninstalled Facebook
Life steady throwing hooks

Block kept getting hit, I cried and started dodging em
Instead of seeing brothas, I saw victims , and I body em

Survival of the fittest
Un-aquitted
We was born with it
We ain't never want for nun , we peeped and then we go get it

Scarred up from bandos
Lie to moms she’ll never know
First time we seen a brick wasn't near a free throw

We wasn't even in the fields
Classmates is getting killed

Damage more collateral
On the news,it's just natural

Y'all never know the pain wrapped around my fucking smile
Lunch Table freestyles
Documenting for a while

Rap till my pen bleed
Fam don't need
Bended knees
Stock overseas
No opps
Or enemies
Rap till my kinfolk free

Who thought I'd change the hood
Just little ole me
The black sheep, that got Bo Peep