What Goes On
The B-Sides Lyrics

7-8 shit
Look
Shit get Michael Jackson bad
Hit the blunt and pass it back
Don't give me a chance
I could turn this shit to Acid Rap
Imma need like half of that
Then I need the other half
They can fall in line
Like when summer pass Naa don't hit me up to run it back
Settle for somebody that could give you what I lack
He know he ain't got it but he willin' to adapt
I'm too busy puttin' on
They just puttin' on a front in fact
The same time we become attached
Married to the game
It get lonely in this life
But that's the price for what's attained
I got ice all in my neck and in my veins
When I used to pop cham for the pain
Gotta put it down 'til I got the fam in this thang
Make 'em famine, my shit it don't jam, let it bang
All of that for the team
Know it's all a stretch 'til it's black limousine
I could never let the racks in between

Say I got it sewed up, that's what it seems
Know they wanna tote up MAC's with the beams
Like it's my fault they off track with they dreams
Like it's my fault that they trapped in they teens
Like it's my fault even if I didn't
rap she attracted to me
But i'll take accountability
All they shit a joke, that's the only way they killin' me
Posted with a vibe that's an eleven, shout out Millie B

But the story goes
I've been bout the cream back since runnin' in my Oreos
Swear my self esteem must've hit some category lows
Try to intervene but I'd rather they ignore me though
Someone gotta leave, then they wishin' it was me, like the Maury show
I mean I get it and shit
But now they busy gettin' curved
I'm ahead of that shit
D-Mob on Vendetta with this
All they talk like they read off a script
My shit really kill the game if I let off a clip
Got 'em bitin' the sound
See if I could right these wrongs just by writin' 'em down
Roll the dice how we movin' around
What they gon' do with me now
Ain't no one i'm countin' on, that shit got me countin' up
What goes around comes around, fuck 'em they ain't 'round enough
You could try to hold her down, I know she still down to fuck
That's what's up

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