Break my heart </3, I'll kill that Tart.
Its been over a process of years that I process these tears, I have nothing to fear so I'm settin' my story clear//
A nigga ain't s'pposed to get attached, a real G knows how to act, but on my word I went back and it got me shot in the back//
Wasn't a clip from a AK or from a rival niggas gat, it was the deception of this bitch that used her mouth for that attack//
MOB I disrespected the oldest code, and now I know I have a hole for my soul and it constantly corrodes//
Viens pumping blood out of control, a sinner's mind now stands at the ready//
Killing as cold as the steel from which that bullet came, to end the life of the one that might bare his own son//
One miscalculation and she know learns her life's lesson, the dealings of what happens to a bitch that begins to stressin'//
That she can do as she pleases and lends out her pussy in public releases, she sneezes I see it and dead is how I leave it//
- Written for Ashley Matthias, the Bitch I hate with a hole where my soul used to be.
