| Feel like yesterday I was just fuckin broke
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| Now I got the teype of paper niggas kill for
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| Type of paper your own momma steal for
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| Type of paper make your friends think you sold your soul
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| No I ain’t selling shit but some coke
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| Or some TVs I robbed a nigga house for
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| Seen a grown man turn into a real hoe
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| From a strap with a dick that’s a dildo
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| I be head first run the streets all day til my legs hurt
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| Beefing with me read that boy a bible verse
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| Cause I’m that nigga that’ll come and kill him in a church
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| Oh no if he slips his ass going to heaven
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| Bless him with a shot from a deadly weapon
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| Stretch him played foul so I had to tec him
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| Lil nigga big heart you can call me Kevin
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| Lil nigga played it smart threw away the gun
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| Cause I chased him broad day run forest run
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| I be riding with the zoes who’ll shoot for fun
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| Fuck you and your clique we ain’t seeing none
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| Bought a glizzy with a drum I can get it litty
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| Big clip hanging like an old bitch titties
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| I’m cranking up on these niggas vroom vroom hear me
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| Dumping shots at these niggas boom boom semi
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| Did another bitch dirty that was my fault
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| Used to tell her that I love her that was jail talk
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| 3 racks for my shoes plug walk
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| 3 racks I’m the dude get him knocked off
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| Popped off on a boot bitch I’m rolling
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| Fucked up in a Beamer but it’s stolen
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| Wildin I came from the islands
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| Had a dollar to my name went to robbing
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| (Had a dollar to my name went to robbing
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| Had a dollar to my name went to plotting
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| Had a dollar to my name went to robbing
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| Had a dollar to my name went to plotting) |