| Yeah, I murdered this motherfucker, on God
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| I ain’t play with it
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| Ain’t play with nothin' whatsoever
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| Devotion motherfucker, my kids
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| I birthed you
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| I bless my kids every day so they don’t need me dog
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| I told a nigga for the pesos we get greedy y’all
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| Havin' shootouts in the Hellcat, we call it speed ball
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| Told them one slip, you lose your life, we call it freefall
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| Still grindin' in the hallway, young nigga I get paid
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| Had to knock them niggas' brains in the daytime, couldn’t wait too late
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| Purp, take a sip drank, yeah a nigga be poured up
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| And baby just came with the cookies so we rolled up
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| And when I’m in DC you know I’m fuckin' with them hoes bruh
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| Done learned from New Orleans too, now a nigga fuckin' with the woes bruh
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| Bruh it’s death before dishonor, your bitch ass better not fold up
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| And that chopper come with a, nigga my heart be so cold bruh
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| Hold up, I done seen the gangster nigga froze up
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| Like if the feds snatch us, your pussy ass gon' roll bruh
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| Young nigga be like four feet and totin' the fire
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| Nigga murder gang, I can see it in they eyes
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| And I ask him ready to live, nah he say he ready to die
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| So until then got a nigga say he slidin'
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| And he don’t give a fuck about friends, say he slime
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| Them hollow tips when he crack out, a pack of demons on his mind
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| Red bullets like a bull nigga, my chopper clip be full
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| And I don’t give a fuck what they say, 'cause they say what he say
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| He say what she say, and me say what I say
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| Me, I’m on a private jet gettin' P played
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| And I probably had your bitch all on the freeway
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| She probably suckin' my dick all on the freeway
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| And my Rollie bust down, the new freeze way
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| I had to stay down on the block and get it out the boat
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| Just to make some cheesecake
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| Please bae, I been kickin' at work, my feet ache
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| Tryna double up the profit, these niggas know just how we rockin'
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| We put the dope on a niggas' head, we call that shit a cut stocking
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| And for the right amount of money your partner will pop, lock, and drop you dog
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| Just murdered that motherfucker, on God |