| They think jail finna break me
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| Keep hittin' new cases (Damn)
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| My lawyer said, «Tape»
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| Got my own homes tryna snake (Huh?)
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| Can’t look 'em in they face (What?)
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| 'Cause they smile in my face, turn my back, got picked for a case
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| Now it’s me in the state (Damn), I swear I wouldn’t want Feds
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| If the Feds woulda ran in the place
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| Now I’m lookin' like, «Damn» (Damn)
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| In the cell once again, finna have to post bail once again
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| F a lil' nigga tell one time he’ll tell once again
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| Now I’m sittin' right, mail once again
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| On the block with the steel once again
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| I gotta get money, if you got it, kidnap your lil' bro like he Sunny
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| Buried my part' in that shit, had me sick to my stomach
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| Just the thought of that shit had me sick to my stomach
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| The opps send a diss like it’s funny (What?)
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| I pull up broad day with Glock like it’s nothin'
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| I see 'em, I chase 'em, I catch 'em, he runnin'
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| Them bullets, they hurt, he got hit and he funny
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| That’s everyday shit when you come from the jungle
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| I gotta get high, this shit takin' me under
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| KD and Westbrook how I play with the Thunder
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| Caught too many bodies, I’m tryna' be humble
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| They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah)
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| They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah)
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| They think jail finna break me
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| Keep hittin' new cases (Damn)
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| My lawyer said, «Tape»
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| Got my own homes tryna snake (Huh?)
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| Can’t look 'em in they face (What?)
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| 'Cause they smile in my face, turn my back, got picked for a case
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| Now it’s me in the state (Damn), I swear I wouldn’t want Feds
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| If the Feds woulda ran in the place
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| Everybody like, «Von did this»
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| Or, «Von did that, playa, Von get whacked»
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| It’s a whole lotta shots in the whip
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| So everybody gettin' whacked, what the fuck you expect?
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| Niggas keep sendin' threats online
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| And my man is the picture, the face, won’t forget
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| I just iced out my mouth, VVS
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| I can go drop a bag and go get some baguettes
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| If you reach for my chain, it’s a box
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| On the block where it’s hot with the Glocks lil' bro
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| In the drop with the drop on the opps, tryna run us to the shots
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| Gettin' popped in the spot
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| Mislined on the drive with my .40
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| Late night in the stu', I’m recordin'
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| Gotta think twice 'cause I got a couple shorties
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| It was either me or him, nigga, who more important?
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| They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah)
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| They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah)
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| They think jail finna break me
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| Keep hittin' new cases (Damn)
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| My lawyer said, «Tape»
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| Got my own homes tryna snake (Huh?)
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| Can’t look 'em in they face (What?)
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| 'Cause they smile in my face, turn my back, got picked for a case
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| Now it’s me in the state (Damn), I swear I wouldn’t want Feds
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| If the Feds woulda ran in the place |