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TESTO - EST Gee - PRAY YOU DIE IN SURGERY
TESTO - EST Gee - PRAY YOU DIE IN SURGERY
Yeah, yeah, yeah, mm (Am I wrong for? Am I wrong?)
They say, "If you ain't cheatin', you ain't tryin'"
The answer that I give you every time, you'd rather me lie
If that's what it take for a fake smile, I'd rather cry (I'd rather cry)
Put my pride to the side (To the side), it got me worn out and tired (Tired)
I tell the truth, and I'll let you decide if you stayin' down
It's some sinners that come with mine (Mine)
Love me hard 'til we die
Even after this chapter gone, you'll still be mine in the sky (In the sky)
If I go before you though, I hope you use me as a guide (Use me as a guide)
Tribulations and trials (Tribulations, trials), foreign, half to a nine
In these streets, I'm a giant (I'm a giant)
Why my peoples have to be slimes? Why my mama had to die?
Ain't get a chance to look her youngest grandson in his eye
Why Red leave me behind? You the only reason I tried (Only reason I tried)
Why Quan let niggas wreck his new ride soon as he buy 'em (Soon as he bought it, nigga)
Lil Dead took a shot to his head tryna get high (Fuck)
Leaned his seat back too far, it was only one bullet fired (It was only one bullet fired)
All it took to make us cry (Took to make us cry), all us shooters need a new drive (All us shooters need a new—)
Ain't no way they gon' survive (Ain't no way they gon'—), we four cars and deep slimes (Four cars, deep slimes)
Spank whoever who outside, no innocence in my eyes
On God,
don't be too hard with your judgement (With your judgement)
Then again, in this position, how can you judge us? (How can you judge a nigga?)
For wakin' up with grudges, killin' for our loved ones (Killin' for my bro)
Eastside Taliban, Riata Drive to Tubman
(Riata Drive to Tubman)
Nobody never loved us, hugged us, or gave us nothin' (They gave us nothin')
Deuce-deuce rusty, get up close, then slump him (Get up close)
It don't mess with my conscience (Nah), fuck him, he had it comin' (Fuck him, man)
Somethin' out of nothin' (Somethin' out of—), hundred, you dice his onion (Dice his onion)
The king of the jungle (King of the—), island, ain't nothin' above it (Grr)
Made men amongst us (Made men), don't go against each other (Don't go against each other)
Wish you took it serious when I told you, "I love you" (Wish you took it serious)
Must've thought I was funny, like my issues ain't mean nothin'
Instead of uppin' your thumper in memory of your brother (In memory of your bro)
You'd rather call and ask, "What the budget?" Like it ain't personal (How much on it though?)
Like I ain't see you cry at his funeral, it wasn't hurtin' you? (And I know that hurt you)
Like when life gave you tough pills to swallow, that we wasn't burpin' you
When I done been and not sure whoever outside after curfew
Tell my mama I'ma be late to Heaven 'cause of what I done turned to (Mama)
Hurdle after hurdle (Hurdle), murder after murder (Murder)
I be tryin' guard my sister from afar, nobody hurt her (Nobody)
Kept callin' her phone, said that I needed her, it was urgent
She let her boyfriend run off with a quarter-pound of purple
And I was just like twenty tryna stack up my first thirty
But I forgive you, I don't blame you, you know I'm con game for certain (You know I'm con game)
And they know that we the worst ones, backdoors and closed curtains (Backdoors, closed curtains)
And I wish I knew back then what them decisions would determine
I don't think I'd change nothin' except some deaths that was occurin'
And my heart been hurtin', and them Perkies wasn't workin'
My son won't do nothin' I did, let alone worser (Let alone worser)
Never'll be a worker, burglar, or a murderer
(Or a murderer)
Without encouragement, I still came out the thorough list
Jammed in my hand the last time we met in person
Red in my head sayin' every man have a purpose
Soon as you done searchin', I'ma be in the dark lurkin'
See an island serpent, nigga, tote yeekies in churches
Soon as we load these thirties, y'all gon' load niggas in hearses
And Dugg don't get 'em furbished, if you change the shape to Hershey
But fuck it if it's workin', no returns on none of these purchases
Drench him, he was thirsty, may Lord have mercy
Water boy permanently, even after they bury me (Water boy permanently)
Was I wrong to pray that niggas died in they surgery? (Was I wrong?)
Was I wrong to cut him off before I let him murder me? (Was I wrong?)
Am I wrong for lettin' it still worry me, currently? (Was I wrong?)
Am I wrong for tryna get 'em all 'fore they bury me?
Was I wrong to pray that niggas died in they surgery?
Was I wrong to cut him off before I let him murder me?
Am I wrong for lettin' it still worry me, currently?
Am I wrong for tryna get 'em all 'fore they bury me?