Give By Kenny Mason
Give, give
What would I give?
Give, give
What would I give?
I got battle scars like symbol
You got dark agendas
But it’s not my bidness, carry on
My cherie love the pot
My *** like cherry bombs
My clique don’t carry bombs
The flip at every function
Big scary monsters, flinch
When Kenny come with clips
Like Terrence Thornton
House [?] yet
Is very haunted, big angel ***
Repent and get anointed, ***
All my boys done been raised by bullies
And greased by bullets
And the neighborhood was bip
Gave out goodies
Got paid in full, a eight full, played out ovens
While everybody who stayed in school ain’t got money
They gon’ call me the GOAT once I hit my time
Once they show me the ropes, I just 6-1-9
‘Cause I can only cope if I spit my minds
I know somebody would call, shawty hit my line
Myself, I keep my nose clean, only smoke ***
My addiction is in between your knees
In addition of gettin’ the most cream, from gettin’ the most streams
Is swimmin’ in your streams
[?] that *** hit up is on three
Hit it at pro speed
The *** if you don’t sleep
A fit if you want sleep
It’s finna get grown, squeezin’ it, fittin’ it slowly
You finish before me
Ken’ in the pot movin’, similar [?] it’s true but
This ***’ll go down more sinister rose if or when I’m provoked
*** up, sendin’ a ***
It’s hmm, them boys livin’ unlimited, ***
Big Kenny from Heaven, I’m *** *** repellin’
A [?] rippin’ the [?] and ***
[?] seconds that’s it
Let ’em have all this ***
Give ’em a second, I been in the trenches with niggas with weapons
You givin’ impressions, your gimmicks depression
Was feelin’ aggressive, indeed it’s a pression
My mental affected from years of oppression
And livin’ in [?], images, niggas was hesitant
Visitin’ death was as distant as relatives livin’ right next to us
Let me shut the *** up
Give, give
What would I give?
Give, give
What would I give?
Ayy, ayy, okay
My dawg gon’ make sure them swipes right like Tinder
*** I remember, steppin’ back like Kimber
Walk a line, that’s often time enticed by inner ***
I’m dealin’ with ‘nough blood on my hands, already hard to wash off like Hanna
I’m ain’t sayin’ them sinners, to give a *** my innocence was corrupt by ten
I need to be touched by manners
The swimmin’ in your water, mami you’re my batism
But this *** way more spiritual
Look I ain’t religious but this *** good as ***
Man I’m strappin’ my pockets but I might shoot it up
Ayy no I’m kiddin’ but toot it up if you with it
The two of us were legit
Might be cool as ***, don’t forget it our time on this Earth is limited
True enough, we been through enough ***
What I mean, really who the *** isn’t afraid to provide our minimal ways?
I think the kid is a blessing but I could dig your discretion
We got some problems that’s destined to *** ’em up if we let us
Oppression, this *** might be the death
Or this is a connection, my stress’ll be premature
But you chose the only C-sections our arguments it get triggered
Use your *** as a *** and you get fly out the mouth
And that’s when this *** get domestic
And you know I can’t risk that ’cause 12 get dispatched
And pull up on curbs, get to mixin’ words like syntax
When we havz a kid, I wanna be present like gift wrap
And your pretty lil’ face that got me down ’cause I’m 6-LACK
Drunk at the function, I lock and think ’bout it’s just that
I’m ***, any niggas steppin’ to me wrong, pushin’ *** back
Anybody that’s tryna check me, [?] just a mismatch
Just think of clear this whole party out if it kick back
My cuz keep a big MAC, [?]
I sit back, a street life we deserve for peace
But don’t think ***’s sweet
I’m still observant ’cause I don’t trust ***
But if I wasn’t distant dawg
And that question scare me the most now
But if I change at least, let that *** be for better
My old ways deceased
If I can’t go and I click-clack, release
For Heaven or Hell, what would I-
Give, give
What would I give?
Give, give
What would I give?
Give, give
What would I give?
Give, give
What would I-
