Cause Havoc - Heembeezy

Cause Havoc

Heembeezy

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Lyric

Yeah, baby I was born to cause havoc

Put the switch up on that Glock turn that bitch automatic (Boom, Boom)

Gotta keep it on me cause shi get tragic (shi get tragic)

We'll make a nigga disappear like magic

I ain't ever like school, all them years I was trappin'

Free my nigga he got some years you know what happened

I know a nigga that hit his here and he got to yappin'

But I bet you he won't see another day again

It was me and bankroll road runnin' in the CLS den (Road runnin')

Run up on that boy like freeze, put up yo hands (Put yo hands up)

Choppa made him get groovy, he hit his dance

All them nights I was thuggin' with demons in my head

I was goin' through it with my bitch, she said I wish you was dead

I ain't mean to hurt you bae, forgive my accidents

Don't let me get up in that foreign cause I'm clampin' it

And maybe you can get yo brothers out my hair then

I can never hit a female but a dyke bitch I'm smackin'

Fuck all the opposition

Yeah they know who they is (Fuck 'em)

They soundin' confident in themselves but never pulled the skin

I saw them feenin, let it blow I'm really Ludacris

I stand alone for a reason everybody hate me

You with all that tough talkin' till they meet the steel

You with all that tough talkin' till they gon make you kill

I'm in pain, I'm traumatized they got me poppin' pills

You like brodie do you trust me, hell nah

Fuck all Johnnies, Fuckin' call the law

I rather buckle in tho before I get a job

If you treacherous, get off and get a damn job

You can't hang with me if you scared of losing yo life

I been safe huntin' all through the night

Go get some paper or somethin' cause yo bag light

He almost shitted when he seen the beam with the flashlight

I'm in a civic, I'm lookin' for niggas that might

Have a bag on 'em, I need the AP

His bitch listen to all my music so he hate me

Paranoid everywhere I go cause she kissed me

Money, weed and problems the only thing I been dealin' with lately

Stop playin', it's the joint and all that

Bitch I'm really him don't forget it

Don't ever forget it bitch, I'm really him

- It's already the end -