| Yeah, I’m that bitch, you said the hustle crazy
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| I said, «You trappin' food or trappin' babies»
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| You wanna cop 'cause I’m a winner, baby
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| But keep your pussy, gyals just stress me lately (Hmm)
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| I catch a GOAT hangin' outside and tell him, «Safe, B» (We dem)
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| I have to cut some niggas off, it helped me save P (Haha)
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| I told my brudder, «We steppin', don’t bring your toolie out» (Leave it at home)
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| But he thinkin' 'bout our health and safety (No likin')
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| Man, you think I give a fuck is anybody thinks I’m down? |
| (Uh)
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| Every day, another stabbin' got me stayin' in my house (Uh)
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| Gettin' older, more mature, so niggas don’t see me about
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| But I know kids without a gran who got a wap on slappin' out (Brrr)
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| Man, these London streets are crazy (Crazy)
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| Wouldn’t change a thing, these London streets what made me (Made me)
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| Been juggin' tryna get the mansion gated (Big up)
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| No slippin' in the hood, you fuckin' crazy (Chippy)
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| See, I can’t lose, see, I’m a winner, baby (Winner, baby)
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| But lately, I’ve been feelin' crazy (Feelin' crazy)
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| See police move like I’m a villain, baby (Nigga made me)
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| See, I’m just tryin' to whip these pastries (Bread and bacon)
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| See, I heard niggas out here wanna take me (Why they hate me?)
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| I’m never hidin', I’m just movin' safely (Movin' safely)
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| That number nine will leave a nigga spacey (Leave him spacey)
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| I never die, see, I’m a winner, baby
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| See my music’ll live forever if they kill me
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| These niggas’ll probably never know the real me
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| 9 mm Ruger in case they belittle me
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| Can’t go for nothin', I can’t let these niggas riddle me
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| I’m movin' smarter than ever, I’m overseas
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| I ain’t hidin', I’m just dodgin' the weather
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| It’s gettin' cold in my city so we armed with Berettas
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| 'Bout 30 rounds in that glizzy, he be sparkin' forever
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| That’s my doggy forever, right or wrong or what’s clever
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| See in my city, ain’t no love for us
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| They get me or my homie, just throw a slug for us
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| They get me on my lonely, just make 'em run, Forrest
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| Please, just stand over him 'til he done for us (Yeah)
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| (In my city) In my city, ain’t no love for us (Love for us)
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| They get me or my homie, just throw a slug for us (Slug for us)
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| They get me on my lonely, just make 'em run, Forrest
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| Please, just stand over him 'til he done for us (Yeah)
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| See, I can’t lose, see, I’m a winner, baby (Winner, baby)
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| But lately, I’ve been feelin' crazy (Feelin' crazy)
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| See police move like I’m a villain, baby (Nigga made me)
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| See, I’m just tryin' to whip these pastries (Bread and bacon)
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| See, I heard niggas out here wanna take me (Why they hate me?)
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| I’m never hidin', I’m just movin' safely (Movin' safely)
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| That number nine will leave a nigga spacey (Leave him spacey)
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| I never die, see, I’m a winner, baby |