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damned if i do,damned if i don't - tha og mt3 lyrics

(verse 1)
hangin with my homies on the corner
sipping on that liquor, talking bout our trauma
n*ggas just don’t understand all this d*mn pain
rushing to my head as i’m heavy off that drink
got a motherf*cking glock right up on my waist, perhaps
i’ll die today or ima peel a motherf*ckers cap
n*ggas just don’t know that living
in the hoods, a tough scenario, fool life’s a trip
motherf*ckers keep on playing with my name
until behind a motherf*cker trying to explain
why they was tripping or secretly hating
thinking it was games, but a man like me ain’t playing
i’m praying for some peace, i know i said it once before
but hear it goes again, so it resonate inside your soul
all these motherf*ckers talking hard about the k!lling
cause what’s trapped beneath the surface is an empty void of guilt, fool

(verse 2)
n*ggas keep tripping on me all day
now i’m forced to do some sh*t in the wrong way
now i’m blasting out of a coup in broad day
cause n*ggas disrespecting boundaries i set as a g
trying to stay up out the way, trying to find some peace
in a noisy ass world, it’s the quietness i seek
i’m done with the gunshot sound at midnight
fool, i’m done with with chances of getting shot right outside
the crib, the wineos earling, or the feinds
begging every second that you leave the store
please, give me sp*ce, i pray i ain’t asking for much
cause i myself is trying to survive off a buck
i came a long way from where i once stood
no more simping on hoes or smoking backwoods
there’s a life*or*death situation every corner, every block
i’m clutching on my jesus peace with the hopes that i survive
(verse 3)
ima do this for my dead locs
i’m a handle these motherf*ckers, them n*ggas soft as f*ck
keep on speaking on me like you all*knowing
perpetuating as a k!ller n*gga you don’t want it
i ain’t asking for that drama or that bullsh*t
i ain’t wolfing my gum,s i’m here to handle business
i keep on striving for peace
but n*ggas trying to step up in my lane and get run right off the street
motherf*ckers keep on throwing rocks and hiding hands
talking hard through they t**th cause they know who i am
i’m a motherf*cking legend from the west side
showing love to my peeps, boy, it’s do or die
why you hating on me, acting like a punk
cause i live my life how i’m living, and i don’t give a motherf*ck
i just don’t give a motherf*ck
i’ll k!ll for boundaries and principles, you know, wassup

- tha og mt3 lyrics

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