| We ain't never gonna forget niggas for killing bro, now we purging, nigga |
| Yeah, gave my nigga all them years knowing he ain't deserve it |
| Hey, I ain't never gonna forget that judge, catch him out in this |
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| Told my bitch I ain't perfect, just stay down cause I'm worth it |
| Catch a body like a circus, yes I'm strapped in this bitch |
| No off days, I'm working, told my family we deserve it |
| Know how it feel to be hurting, can't go back to that shit |
| I ain't never gonna forgive em, I ain't never gonna forgive em |
| I ain't never gonna forget these niggas won't stop till we get em |
| Been betrayed by these bitches, that shit made me move different |
| I ain't never gonna forget it, I ain't never gonna forgive em |
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| Got your bitch off a perky, all on this dick surfing |
| Yeah, we don't trust shit bro, waiting outside lurking |
| Bitches try to treat me like a regular person, yeah |
| Came up, now I'm flexing on them hoes on purpose |
| Remember growing up, mamas kept us in them churches |
| But now I drive through with chicken on me, got big drums like churches They |
| done locked my nigga tone up, years later I'm still hurting |
| Gotta run this shit way up before he get out for certain |
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| Gotta run this shit way up, my bitch been looking at them purses |
| My little sister want a million, gotta make sure she get it, she deserve it |
| Good slide for my purchase, signed RIP Rube in cursive |
| New niggas make me nervous, ayy, that bitch ain't shit in person, nigga |
| You can knock her down first night, nigga, trust me, ayy |
| At every event, yes I'm blowed, please don't judge me, ayy |
| If you don't wanna feel no strap, please don't hug me, ayy |
| I don't wanna hang around nobody that don't love me, ayy |
| Stabbing hoes like I'm Chucky, no dick for you till you suck me |
| She sucking dick, catching attitudes, look, lil bitch, don't rush me, ayy |
| Made a believer out of every bitch that thought I was replaceable |
| Damn, my dog, I thought you was real, but now I'm starting to see the snake in |
| you |
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| Rolled a blunt, now I'm back to normal, yeah |
| Hold me up, I feel much better |
| Big woods we pass around, I'm folded just like a love letter |
| Little bitch keep it so real, I'ma fuck with her forever |
| Say she just met a ham, let's jugg that lame together |
| Damn, bro, I thought you a family, how you just gon' switch that quick? |
| I'ma try my best to forgive you, but I can't forget that shit |
| Been through so much, got a lot of blessings coming, I can feel that shit |
| I see you trying to ride my wave, pussy nigga, kill that shit |
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| Why these niggas trying to ride my wave like Rocket Power |
| I should get you little niggas dropped off in the field like a soccer mama |
| If money talks, then my shit giving off speeches like Barack Obama |
| A lot of stacking and a lot of sliding, got more punches than Soc Em Boppers |
| Watch freezing like cops and robbers, got her choking, I'll pop a doctor |
| Listened to your intro and threw your CD out, cause you is not about it |
| Couldn't wait till I bossed up, cause my downfall, they preyed on it |
| All the tough spots I made it out of, it's hard to believe I ain't chosen, nigga |
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| Told my bitch I ain't perfect, just stay down cause I'm worth it |
| Catch a body like a circus, yes I'm strapped in this bitch |
| No off days, I'm working, told my family we deserve it |
| Know how it feel to be hurting, can't go back to that shit |
| I ain't never gonna forgive em, I ain't never gonna forgive em |
| I ain't never gonna forget these niggas won't stop till we get em |
| Been betrayed by these bitches, that shit made me move different |
| I ain't never gonna forget it, I ain't never gonna forgive em |
| We ain't never gonna forget niggas for killing bro, now we purging |
| Yeah, gave my nigga all them years knowing he ain't deserve it |
| Hey, I ain't never gonna forget that judge, catch him out in this curse |
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| Aye, heard it's a price tag on my head, it don't seem like it |
| Nigga, yeah, if we slide down the ?, you tell me gon' keep trying |
| Aye, aye, key high, .223, bullets run through walls like the Teen Titans nigga |
| Yeah, spraying my wrist, balling on y'all, now I gotta be icy |
| Yeah |
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