| Ugh, hold up, federal federal
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| Trials part two
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| I got trials and tribulations that I’m facing
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| Laws tryna tie us in on some case
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| To that money nigga I be speed racing
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| If it’s a problem then we handle altercations
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| I got these bags in the trunk, I hope I make it
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| We gon' stash and count it up at the location
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| Got some Zoes ridin' with me, that’s them Hatians
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| A lot of allegations, we some fed babies
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| I be runnin' through that money like I’m crazy
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| My money blue so you know Ben on all the faces
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| I got them choppers, them dracos, no three-eighties
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| Pay up the lawyer, he gon' throw out all them cases
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| Pop a perc and sip on Tech, that’s just to chase it
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| I’m riding 'round serving these patients, gotta take care of my babies
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| Got 12 tryna tie me in this shit, they wanna cage me
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| I remember these niggas was hatin'
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| Tryna show love now, you can save it
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| Shit hit so hard you think these diamonds here fugazi
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| One minute she love me then she don’t, this bitch so maybe
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| If it’s pressure let me know, then we’ll be on it
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| My niggas donuts, give it to you, you don’t want it
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| Every diamond on me water like
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| Tats all in my face, Mike Tyson
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| If I go fed my bitch is gon' write me
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| Pack in, got me striking like lightning
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| Trap jumping, I’m rolling like dices
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| My niggas terrorists, guns like ISIS
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| Nigga be throwing them crosses like Christ’s
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| In the foreign, do the dash like hyphen
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| I got trials and tribulations that I’m facing
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| Laws tryna tie us in on some case
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| To that money nigga I be speed racing
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| If it’s a problem then we handle altercations
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| I got these bags in the trunk, I hope I make it
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| We gon' stash and count it up at the location
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| Got some Zoes ridin' with me, that’s them Hatians
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| A lot of allegations, we some fed babies
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| I got two bricks up out of Houston, they was fifty thousand
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| Fucked up the profit and came back, I just made twenty thousand
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| I’m on the way out to Atlanta, riding with them choppers
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| My youngins bang the whole eight hours, they was ridin' behind me
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| Fifty plus fifty, that’s a hundred thousand
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| Feds on my trail, know that they watchin'
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| Bread gang, nigga fly like a pilot
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| Money fucked up so you know you can’t copy
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| Fuck the police, yeah you know we ain’t stoppin'
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| Nigga pull up and you know we gon' pop it
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| Bag after bag, nigga know that we drop it
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| Body after body, they say the driver
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| Make a location, I hope that I make it
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| Collateral damage, I hope they don’t take it
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| Thirty shot Glock and it don’t got no safety
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| Under investigation, fed baby
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| I only got money for the family
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| Don’t like to spread, you know I ain’t cappin'
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| Fuck niggas be actin', catch 'em shoot a movie
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| Yeah you knowin' we ain’t sparin' 'em
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| Tryna text me for the pack, you know that we gon' jack 'em
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| I get that backend from that show and then you know I stack it
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| Don’t fuck with weed, I call three three up just for him to bag it
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| I like the beef, I straight want smoke, you know we love that static
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| I got trials and tribulations that I’m facing
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| Laws tryna tie us in on some case
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| To that money nigga I be speed racing
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| If it’s a problem then we handle altercations
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| I got these bags in the trunk, I hope I make it
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| We gon' stash and count it up at the location
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| Got some Zoes ridin' with me, that’s them Hatians
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| A lot of allegations, we some fed babies
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| Fed babies (fed babies)
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| Fed babies (fed babies)
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| Fed babies (fed babies)
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| A lot of allegations, we some fed babies |