| Only know one way
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| Dumb way
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| You gon' have to keep up with me on here
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| Handle the business, I’m all man
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| We had to drink from the storm drain
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| In front of the judge and the storm came
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| But I got it in like Lebron James
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| Don’t give a fuck about ball man
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| But we put a dent in yo bald fade
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| Dickin' the Denim the wrong play
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| I used to in the hallway
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| Breakin' up bricks, yellin' fish
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| Hitta shit, money legit
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| Buy you a classic, rockin a fit
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| Shit that I sip, more than your rent
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| I took a pledge when I came in the game
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| Gave the pussy nigga back his lil chain
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| Diamond link on the beat when it hang
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| My bitch bad with a booty that swing
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| Fake shit done polluted the game
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| Took a loss stayed true to the game
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| Big boss bought a coupe and a Range
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| Big dawg got a shooter who aim
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| Wrong move, it’ll cost you your brain
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| Finessed moves, he finessin' my thing
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| Fucked over, I ain’t ashamed to admit it
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| Came back then I ran up ticket
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| I’m him yeah the gangsta edition
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| Walked out really spankin' a nigga
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| Say they plannin on yankin' a nigga
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| On the Gram now I’m likin' they pictures
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| No plate, pulin' up in a rental
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| Hop out this a animal issue
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| Surgical what I am with a pistol
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| Swang cutters drum big ammunition
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| Not waah, an animal with it
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| Get away, gotta get to the ‘Claren
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| Kill a junkie who was driving a witness
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| Burn the fingerprints after we finish
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| Tap in tell Gunna come get me
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| Hit Atlanta layin' low in the city
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| King branded let me suck on your titty
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| Wait I feel it and I’m rippin her kidney
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| Diamond teeth when I lick on her kitty
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| Only thing I ain’t doin' no kissing
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| Been played I ain’t get in my feelings
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| Sad thing it was one of my niggas
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| Both ways I get money, a killa
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| No way I ain’t doin no stealing
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| Big gangs they really wanted them niggas
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| Dennis Loud’s really one of them niggas
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| EMC super dope in the ceiling
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| Anthony with controllin' the building
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| You get on that button you know how we livin'
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| I’m pushing that button whoever won’t get it
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| Big bricks talking on the yard
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| Clientele up flooded all
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| Met a plug, then I met a plug
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| I’m the only drug dealer on the wall
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| Mutual gun, shoutout to Quan
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| I do my shit without a nigga knowing
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| Walk in the room get to glowing
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| Placed a order but you didn’t know it
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| Make ya baby lately shit been boring
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| Bred winner did it from the corner
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| I get the picture, right now
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| Lil' bitty bitch, bite down
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| One on my wrists, iced out
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| Real ones don’t hit with the lights out
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| I get the picture, right now
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| Lil' bitty bitch, bite down
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| One on my wrists, iced out
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| Real ones don’t hit with the lights out
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| Stop playin', why is you playin'
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| I am not playin' I’m in the yeah
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| I’m just sayin' what is you saying
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| I do not say, how much is yeah
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| Stop, right now
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| Lil' bitty bitch, bite down
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| One on my wrists, iced out
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| Real ones don’t hit with the lights out
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| CO6
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| Chanel on the seat
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| Put em on feet?
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| Fuck up the street
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| Diamond my link, diamond my teeth
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| Now «??»
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| But me to speak
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| Yeah
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| Cocaine sexy motherfucker
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| Uptown flexin' in the gutter
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| Was broke now I’m flexin' for the summer
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| Back then ain’t nobody love me
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| Clinks? |
| Something stomping in the jungle
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| Let’s get ready for the rumble
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| We’ll skee- actually I don’t stutter
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| Talk loud bet ya I won’t mumble
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| Real fly jacket how I’m comin
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| Freshest in the district but I’m humble
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| Dealing with addiction I’m a junkie
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| Losing weight running to the money
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| Having plenty paper been acustomed
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| Leavin' out the tailor get it custom
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| Pray my baby make it in through Customs
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| Fucked her sent her right back to her country
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| Puerto Rican Johnny you know I love you
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| My? |
| exchange informer? |
| kinda cut me
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| Pourin' drinks still likin' money
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| Freaky bitch still like em slutty
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| Kitchen phone ring
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| Breakin' down a whole thing
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| Two-fifty-two in every pie
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| Down a piece a whole thing
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| Mix a H with quanna?
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| Take him 1−2 whole thangs
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| My lil grits supply the strip
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| Provide a trip on private planes
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| Read a book and took a nap
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| Enjoyed the things that power the brain
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| Haters hate that’s on the daily
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| Expected that when power came
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| Overseas the hours changed
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| Spent the week counting change
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| Regular shit ima go in a minute
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| Pull a Gerar? |
| and open the fender |
| Won’t talk to a hoe throw the rope in the ??
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| Get out her pockets you go on restriction
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| All of my comments I pay no attention
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| Militant man with a militant interest
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| Muslim, seeking a need of ??
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| Stay on your Deen, he know that we mention
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| Try to come pay me I’m dodging a visit
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| He know it’s illegal to charge over interest
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| Food for the homeless who sleeping on benches
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| You play with my sister you know that it’s tension
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| Carpet to carpet the way I be nailing shit
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| Carpet them bitches they waiting to bill it
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| Plumber went pipin' inside ??
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| The biscuit get equipped with a mini extension
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| Sauce on the table the waiter come get it
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| My cup runneth over, with flavor I’m dripping
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| Thumbin' through paper I’m not ??
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| You prolly won’t see unless you comin' with it
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| He my lieutenant he drivin a Bentley
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| It’s something exclusive then it’s not a semi
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| The window not tinted
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| I want you to see all the jewelry I got all my shit goin digi
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| I’ma unblock everybody on insta
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| I’m livin' like that, I know you get the picture
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| I get the picture, right now
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| Lil' bitty bitch, bite down
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| One on my wrists, iced out
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| Real ones don’t hit with the lights out
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| I get the picture, right now
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| Lil' bitty bitch, bite down
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| One on my wrists, iced out
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| Real ones don’t hit with the lights out
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| Stop playin', why is you playin'
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| I am not playin' I’m in the yeah
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| I’m just sayin' what is you saying
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| I do not say, how much is yeah
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| Stop, right now
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| Lil' bitty bitch, bite down
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| One on my wrists, iced out
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| Real ones don’t hit with the lights out
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| (Stop playin!) |