| Aye, I ain’t rich but I ain’t broke, feel like i’m in the middle;
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| Through trial and error this experience was consequential
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| Now they can’t fuck with me no more, okay thats evidential
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| These niggas ain’t playin fair no more thats why you gotta keep it with you
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| Soon as shit go left my niggas got right to get up with em
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| They on they page like a fan just to keep up with em
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| Finna buy a new Glock with a twin where I can creep up wit em
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| Leave em sleepin wit em; |
| Send em to the reaper with em
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| And that’s my cousin not my frind bet im rollin wit em
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| You bettr know we don’t care if the car stolen
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| I used to do the stealin, (in audible) name a Glock
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| Double teamin left a nigga wide open; |
| Its a lot of shit we want
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| We just gotta try one of them not reaching for my chain that’s how you could die
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| Your mama ain’t cried in so long that’s when she’ll cry
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| We gone leave steam coming out your hole like your mama pie
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| I just waited on my turn I ain’t wonder why, I ain’t expect
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| Shit from that hoe she wasn’t one of mine; |
| I ain’t expect that nigga to be loyal
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| Different bloodlines; |
| I ain’t expect none of this to become just from writing
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| rhymes
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| Yea I was in a dark cloud tryna see through it, And to my
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| Niggas fighting cases hope they beat the shit, foenem got a clip clip you can
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| see through it
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| Leave holes through yo ribs through we see through it
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| And no he not up in my lane i dont compete with him, after my dick been all
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| through her brain
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| She go to sleep with him, after how much I spent on my chain I shouldn’t
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| Even speak to him; |
| You ain’t getting money thats yo homie
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| You just be with him, I just bumped a lil bitch and her homie im
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| Finna leave with them; |
| See where foe nem at, they on the block im finna link
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| with them
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| They can’t hit my blunt but pour up shots, yea i’ll drink with them
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| And these bitches tryna ride the boat, so we sinkin them
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| Niggas pullin up thinking that its that so we stinkin them
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| And my pockets fat like it see dollars and be eatin them
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| Oh he a bodybuilder, I got hot shit that’ll weaken him; |
| When we
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| Catch him I feel bad for anybody seen with him, All I got is me
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| And all the guys you see me with them; |
| Got it from the dirt I swear to god
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| I ain’t never leavin them, Police tryna stop me finna go on a high speed with
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| them
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| And they see the car they ain’t surprised when i’m leavin them
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| All the haters out here in disguise but i’m peepin them, you might
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| Get wet up right with yo guys cause you be with them, yea you 15
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| Rell gave you the rest he wanted a piece of him, his homie wanna retaliate
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| Finna put they ass at peace with him, HA |