| Skenged up with some mean ones
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| Been on the other side and your Gs run
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| Oh shit, I said that on Mad Max that was kway back
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| Mans still 'ere tryna crash corn
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| What you think 'cause man rap now?
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| Man still lurk on the backroads
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| Its fryin', rose 2 blickys up last week
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| You’re lucky bro never grip the ting
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| You know his shootin' be on damn fleek
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| 23s on my damn feet
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| And these bad bitches love bad boys
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| I smoke 'nuff weed and put mad work on these damn streets
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| Took a weekend off, Amsterdam smokin' mad weed
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| Man I hate the feds
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| Yeah they took my bruddas off the back streets
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| Big wap inna 4 door, and the convoy movin' discreet
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| Add a K, you can hold corn, you know life ain’t damn sweet
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| never left the bando
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| I’m movin' alone and I’m lettin' the guns go
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| I can’t trust these niggas, these niggas be prayin' for downfalls
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| Leave a nigga in a muddle
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| Every day a nigga juggle
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| Tryna see my money double
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| Don’t wanna see my mummy struggle
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| Every day I’m in the jungle
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| Leave a nigga in a muddle
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| Every day a nigga juggle
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| Tryna see my money double
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| Don’t wanna see my mummy struggle
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| I was juggin' from the start
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| Turn this juggin' to a art
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| Think a nigga turn his phone off
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| I was juggin' in the dark
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| Little nigga wid a game plan
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| Turn my trackie into name-brand
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| Tell dem bitches I’m a changed man
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| But cookin', shootin' wid the same hand
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| Fuck bitches get bread first
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| When I fuck bitches get head first
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| for a while now, never heard me spit a dead verse
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| Never heard me tell a lie once
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| phone me back if they try once
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| Couple workers got wrapped up
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| Had to fall back for 9 months
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| Then it’s straight back to Jugg mode
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| Never talk, that’s the hood code
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| I’m your favourite trapper’s trapper, nuttin' like a rapper trust me man the
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| hood knows
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| Made a killin' off of buj Os
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| In their veins, where the buj goes
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| Bag and Boxes, that’s my legacy
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| If you didn’t, then you should know
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| never left the bando
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| I’m movin' alone and I’m lettin' the guns go
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| I can’t trust these niggas, these niggas be brayin' for downfalls
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| Leave a nigga in a muddle
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| Every day a nigga juggle
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| Tryna see my money double
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| Don’t wanna see my mummy struggle
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| Every day I’m in the jungle
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| Leave a nigga in a muddle
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| Every day a nigga juggle
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| Tryna see my money double
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| Don’t wanna see my mummy struggle |