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Arkane Beats - Foster Child Pt. 2 lyrics

Whoa whoa whoa
You see that shit
Right

(I got em)

Verse:(it started out a normal night in the hood)
It was dead on the scene
Headphones starter jacket
Girbaud jeans

I seen a nigga in that old school
Cutlass classic
Pull up he flashin
And thinking he that shit
My nigga Corey start to get that look on his face
That's either
Scheming on pussy or juks for cake
I said im bout to hit the crib
It's gettin late my fam
He didn't dap my hand
Cause he was making a plan

Remember that one story
Bout a kid named Cory dark mind
In the broad day with the 40
(You knew the rest)
He got a lil older now he vexed with the world on his shoulder
So he brought me over
I put my headphones up heart
Racing cuz he was serious
Know If i told him that I wasn't down he wasn't hearing it

Had loaded gun
Then he passed me one
Hopped inside the stolen car the man hunt begun

He said.we catch em at a red light
Slipping
Run up
Pull tools on em
That's a got motherfucker
Meanwhile

I'm thinking how I get into this
I'm just project pre teen
Drunk off innocence

But thrilled from the street lights
In love with the trife
But that's close as Imma get
I ain't bout that life

But regardless how I felt I'm still in a car
Settin off on Westwood north blvd

We pull up to mchenry

We see this alchoholic
Ask em did he see the old school
He told us he just saw it
We circle around the block Tryna this nigga slipping
Cuz if he peep its a robbery he gone rev up the engine

Don't see Cory tripping
Ihe zoning real dude
He pop an extasy and start swearing like that shit still cool

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Seen the car we ain't in suspense now
The messed up part
It's parked at Cory bitch house
Oh Shit now

At first we needed his ride
But since he fucking kiara
Man Cory now want his life
We gonna need Paul bearers
And slow singers whatever

Then Cory pulled out the heckler
Approaching the bedroom
And when I tell you the pressure
Is building some r.kelly is playing
We rushed together thru the door
Cory said "get the fuck on the floor"

Throw a shot to the ceiling they both screaming together
He looked at her and he said "I should of known this was a set up"

Kiara keep on screaming
Don't know if she mad was cuz her ass was caught cheating or the robbery proceeding
For me this is the deep end
This shit is not a movie
I'm an accessory to a murder if Cory shoot em
But if he don't shoot I'm right hand with a hostage
WTF am I doing in danger regardless

I gotta talk homie out of this
Saying "homie let's break he ain't got no money and his chain fake anyway"

Cory said "fuck that man this nigga thinking rich!?! In this old school whip and he Tryna fuck my bitch!?!"

Told him "damn homie I get it but jail time for some dame is insane man come on what would ya mom think?"

His mind went blank
He went back to the moment
When he could of killed a nigga
But something kept him from going
Down the wrong path

Then he lowered his gun
Waked out her home
That's
When I had started to run
I sped home fast
Barley getting air out my lungs
Callin my bro at
Damn near a quarter to 1

Told him I saw a face off
Gun and a stolen whip
Near bullet in the head some john woo shit

Guess it sounded too cool
Said "yeah right nigga you ain't bust a jack move with the killers"

I Hung the phone
On the edge of my bed
Starting reacting
To how this shit could of ended up if I didn't take action

I'm glad that I did
Shit I'm just glad I'm sitting back
In the crib better reason to live
My nigga Cory one loco Son of a bitch
This one night in Harrison I'll never forget ya dig

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