Cycle-Schoolboy Q

[ti:Cycle] [ar:Schoolboy Q] [al:Setbacks] [by:] [offset:0] [00:06.11]Hold and shoot till he drop [00:09.11]We'll be waiting for you around the corner ni**a [00:11.54]Only twelve and a half and already ducking them jabs [00:15.04]Fighting back just hoping that he last he on his a** [00:18.36]Huffing and puffing getting tagged [00:19.98]See what this ni**a feel would only make them niggas laugh [00:23.23]He felt the discomfort didn't trust him right away [00:25.73]Saw the Devil in they eyes his homie looking straight [00:28.54]But something was different in him not the same from yesterday [00:30.92]Sh*t his whole demeanor changed even his smile was strange his childhood never came [00:35.61]But dude was always gutter he got it from his brother [00:38.67]From his brother from his brother brought pain onto his mother [00:41.48]Once was elementary homies but now we attack each other [00:44.48]Sh*t set love aside tuck his pride sh*t he had to ride [00:48.48]Threw on his hood and then he fired fired and fired [00:52.92]Fired and fired the tires screech [00:55.23]Spirit up out of reach [00:56.29]A young ni**a swallowing yeast trapped in the belly of the beast sheesh [01:00.04]I know niggas that kill niggas that kill niggas [01:02.36]That kill niggas that kill niggas [01:03.67]The cycle continues [01:07.79]The cycle continues kill ni**a kill ni**a [01:11.55]I know niggas that kill niggas that kill niggas [01:14.30]That kill niggas that kill niggas [01:16.86]The cycle continues [01:19.73]The cycle continues kill ni**a kill ni**a [01:23.55]He only seventeen his homies was his motive [01:26.24]He only seventeen his mama never noticed [01:28.61]Too busy paying bills tryna provide a meal [01:32.17]Pay the rent and steal her child live for a thrill [01:35.17]Fulfill his niggas' wishes no more hugs or kisses [01:38.11]No more 'how you been ' no more tucking in [01:41.05]He with them other men poppa never came [01:43.86]So his cousin then would pretend imitating if they was him [01:47.55]Got the pistol on him loaded loaded off of gin [01:50.55]Feels like niggas on him so he look for them [01:53.67]First ni**a wrong hack Blam blam to him [01:56.36]Paranoia kills kill or be killed [01:58.36]Let alone all them thugs let alone all them drugs [02:01.86]Treat is kinda like a bud let's see how karma does [02:04.67]Let's see how much he loves shoot 'em up shoot 'em up bam bam [02:10.11] [02:35.01]This ni**a twenty-one he feel like he the man [02:37.39]This ni**a twenty-one his mom said be a man [02:40.39]Love to sag his pants pistol in his hand [02:43.51]Feel he too advanced him slipping out his chance [02:46.83]Think he at his best he hit the set he making orders [02:51.26]Got them lil' niggas busting shots and flipping quarters [02:52.89]An ounce a half double up sh*t what you order [02:55.26]Even dimes think with a corrupted mind [02:58.33]Adapted to the crime living with regrets [03:01.20]In order to survive gotta get high [03:03.39]Cautious with time paranoia all through his body [03:06.58]Trying love for a hobby you know gangsters come with kids [03:10.01]Teaching them wasn't his [03:11.14]EBT the corner store he go to fill up the fridge [03:14.08]Approached by a little ni**a hoodie over his lid [03:17.02]Looked down the barrel of a burner tucked aimed at his wig [03:19.89]Let him fire then he fired fired