Crazy Story, Pt. 3

Now here it go

I just made it home

Missed calls on my phone

See I been gone

Was tryna hit a lick

But that **** just went wrong

I got a thot

She right off the block

Her crib be the spot

And we got Glocks

Tucked all in the ****

Don't come unless you knock

But this ***** grimey

Told her bout this *****

Helped me set him up

And she was with it

She just want some shoes

And she ain't give no ****s

So we do that

I was at his neck

Creepin' from the back

But saw the opps

And had to let em have it

How ****ed up is that

But where that *****

She ain't called me yet

We did that at six

And who got hit

I know someone check

'cause King Von he dont miss

Now two weeks pass

I'm back on my grind

I can't waste no time

Now I spin quiet

They be whoopin tho

But them *****s not slidin'

And I been high

I can't even lie

That thot been on my mind

Why she ain't called?

I ain't seen her ass

I hope that she aight

Now it's midnight

I'm hittin' some blocks

Just me and my Glock

Came to a stop

I'm at a redlight

I usually don't stop

My phone keep ringing

Just a hoe, of course

This ***** prolly bored

I press ignore

I ain't got no time

A whore gon' be a whore

Now I get that fellin

Something ain't right

I look to my right

And I'm like damn

There go that flexing *****

He wavin' his pipe

He get to dumpin'

******s get to coming

My heart get to thumbin'

I feel something

My left shoulder hot

Blood just get to gushing

I'm like ****, ain't this bout a *****

And he with that *****

I got a glimpse

She got them big lips

That's made for sucking ****

Now it makes sense

That hoe set me up

That lil dirty slut

That double cross

Tryna get me caught

Like I'm Randy Moss

Ah ****—

I just dropped my gun

Plus I got one arm

I'm tryna drive

I can't shoot back now

This man on my ass

I almost crashed

But I got the wheel

He tryna kill for real

But there go twelve

He bust a quick right

And I bust a quick left

A week later, my arm in a sling

I been sippin' lean, pure codeine

I don't feel a thing

My hoe say I'm mean, I need a blunt

Stuff that ***** with runt

Boy I'm on a hunt

And ain't no breakfast but I'm a box a *****

Like some cap'n crunch, I got a tip

That that thot *****

Be on 75th

Right of cottage

With her best friend

Gettin' her head did

I'm like cool

Finna make my move

Post up what I do

This ***** a fool

For tryna play me out

Like this **** was cool

Now it's like two

Catch her walkin' out

Her new hairstyle blue

And she look cute

But that mean **** to me

I crept up then I boomed

And that was that

Now I'm running back

I stop in my tracks

There go that Porsche

How crazy is that

Boy I'm on his ass

This first blast

It shatter his glass

Damn this ***** fancy

Hit the gas

I'm still shootin' at him

But I'm too far back

Damn I'm hyped

Let me tuck this pipe

Get up out of sight

Cause I see lights

And them ******* bright

Can't go to jail for life

So I take flight

Made it to the hood

Everything went good

Knock on wood

Flame me up a wood

Tooka smellin' good

Looked at my phone

Got a text from Herb

He say what's the word

I say, **** I'm just coolin'

***** I'm not from 63rd

***** we're not from 63rd

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