| I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
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| Then I wipe my eyes and then I pour a cup of Act
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| I gotta check the strap cause bitches don’t know how to act
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| I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back, gang
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| I gotta make it back gang, gang
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| I gotta make it back gang gang
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| I gotta make it back gang gang
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| I gotta make it back gang gang
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| Gang gang
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| Trap house shooting craps and shit
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| Why Varney got the Mac and shit
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| Love her she’ll whack a bitch
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| While Tracy and them be wrapping bricks
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| The bitch I used to call my sis I filled the lil hoe up with dick
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| Now she call niggas her brothers but I know I’m used to it
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| Gucci slides fuck her in the window while I’m serving pies
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| Try to slide got this choppa on me and I leave him fried
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| Homicide took his face apart he unidentified
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| 50k up in my lawyer just in case they looking for me
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| I can’t stand the smell of that work
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| That’s why my brothers cook it for me
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| 30k a show don’t call my phone just book it for me
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| Money in my hand that fast money fast money
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| I ain’t talking Wayne I need that Cash Money
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| I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
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| Then I wipe my eyes then I pour a cup of act
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| I gotta check stash because bitches don’t know how to act
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| I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back gang
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| I gotta make it back gang, gang
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| I gotta make it back gang gang
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| I gotta make it back gang gang
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| I gotta make it back gang gang
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| Gang gang
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| All these niggas tweaking if you cross me you stuck
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| I be in the city fuck nigga we ain’t ducking shit
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| All the real niggas street niggas they gone fuck with this
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| All the real killas trap niggas they gone fuck with this
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| Head shot run up on Durk pussy better not dead rock
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| What you gone do from that red dot
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| Run nigga better have your gun that’s on my son nigga
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| We don’t even tote 30s pussy we like drums nigga
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| Every nigga round me they going to blow for me
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| Tweak with me foe nem get in them grocery’s
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| I got the city how it supposed to be
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| I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
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| Then I wipe my eyes then I pour a cup of act
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| I gotta check stash because bitches don’t know how to act
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| I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back gang
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| I gotta make it back gang, gang
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| I gotta make it back gang gang
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| I gotta make it back gang gang
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| I gotta make it back gang gang
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| Gang gang |