| Drugs in my socks, call me Fuego Nate
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| You was eatin' Hot Pockets, I was cuttin' up the plate
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| Run up on a hot pocket, gettin' chips, Frito Lay
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| Crackhead comin' short, I give back another day (it's okay!)
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| Brave enough to sell to Jakes, run and hide, get away
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| Preacher pulled me to the side, talked me out my trappin' ways
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| I ain’t tryna hear it though, slow money fast today
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| Prayin' on my downfall, maybe I should fast today
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| Alleyway alley cat, dirtbag, look who’s talkin'
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| 'tude like Kirstie Alley, Ford tough in the Taurus
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| Car hot, no insurance, four of us all pourin'
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| Henny out all for it, each of us got warrants
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| AM to the PM niggas, beefin' with albian niggas
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| Pull up with the BM, nigga, we just tryna be them niggas
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| Gotta be full effect, life ain’t straight and narrow
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| Cupid ain’t from the streets, we don’t deal with bows and arrows
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| Don’t believe in tarot cards, followin' my destiny
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| Caught up in the past though, the present still rejectin' me
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| The future I don’t know about, I don’t even wash my jeans
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| All I know, cleanin' money, tryna home the laundery
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| Nat doin' fed time, commissary never short
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| Sayin' I’m ahead of time, in the booth teleport
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| Now I’m in the corner store, pickin' up the telephone
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| Connect said he on the way (Fuego Nate)
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| Now I’m in the corner store, pickin' up the telephone
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| Connect said he on the way (Fuego Nate)
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| Now I’m in the corner store, pickin' up the telephone
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| Connect said he on the way (Fuego Nate)
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| They call me Fuego Nate, that’s the name that they gave me
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| Kids in the hood lookin' up to Fuego Nate, bricks, bricks
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| Give me all that weight, give me all that weight (huh)
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| Give me all that weight, give me all that weight (huh)
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| Give me all that weight, give me all that weight (huh)
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| I play the Wall Street of rap, my stocks is high
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| And if the truth six feet, all you niggas would lie
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| Motherfuckers would tell stories to watch you read
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| Kill a nigga for a Rolex, watch you bleed
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| Caviar filled my belly, the choice was paid
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| Five star on the telly, the calls was made
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| To be a boss superhero, the hustle my power
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| My kryptonite, can’t be around cowards, fuego |