| Came up out the block, grinding for a spot, but you would never know it
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| Foreign with the drop, stash with the Glock, but you would never know it
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| Crept up out the spot, slid out with your thot, you would never know it
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| You would never know it, you would never know it
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I told you
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I told you
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I told you
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I
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| Nigga used to hustle in the cold tryna get mine
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| Take it off the stove, then we take it up the road when the whip drop
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| All about the dough, see them hoes on the flipside
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| Best friends turned to foes, niggas switched sides
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| Need mine even when it’s slow money
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| No money better than the dope money
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| Trust no nigga hold the dope for me
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| Fuck nigga wouldn’t hold door for me
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| Young nigga ten toes down when the strip hot
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| Nigga die by the same set of codes nigga live by
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| Pull up to the block with the whip doors up
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| Nigga looking down, now he ten floors up
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| Fit balmain with the grip rolled up
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| Getting off the plane and the whip roll up
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| From the floor to the ceiling, truckload for the dealers
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| 3rd strike, shawty took an L when he blew trial
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| Tell me how he still thank lord for appealing
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| Came up out the block, grinding for a spot, but you would never know it
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| Foreign with the drop, stash with the Glock, but you would never know it
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| Crept up out the spot, slid out with your thot, you would never know it
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| You would never know it, you would never know it
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I told you
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I told you
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I told you
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I
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| Wouldn’t understand how you flip that work
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| Wouldn’t understand how you did that first
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| Wouldn’t understand how you came up in the game
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| With his ten toes down all up in that dirt
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| Could’ve been worse, nigga could’ve got murked
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| Always praise god, never made it to the church
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| Nigga spend his whole life tryna find love
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| When the shit goes wrong, nigga that shit hurts
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| Pull up to the spot in a four wheeler
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| Up in here looking like a dope dealer
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| Never hit another lick for no nigga
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| I was told if you want it nigga go get it
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| Nigga go get it
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| Middle finger to the judge and them ho niggas
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| Coming with their hands out, I don’t know niggas
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| I used to grind every morning, I kept that work in my sock
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| I used to scramble the yay, move that shit right off the block
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| I used to jam on the stove, flick my wrist in that pot
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| I might be serving you bricks, I might be sly with your thots
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| Came up out the block, grinding for a spot, but you would never know it
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| Foreign with the drop, stash with the Glock, but you would never know it
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| Crept up out the spot, slid out with your thot, you would never know it
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| You would never know it, you would never know it
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I told you
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I told you
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I told you
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| Nigga wouldn’t even understand even if I |