| I got niggas that’s gone, in jail or deceased
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| They don’t got a voice, so I’ma speak
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| No matter the pressure, I stand on both feet
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| I’ll get you touched from afar, I got reach (Anywhere)
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| Lookin' for me in the city, speak up, let us know
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| I let Grape 'nem work the Drac' (Who?), OVO (What?) they gon' blow
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| Saw on the 'gram they handled your man (Damn)
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| Internet tough, he should’ve quit playin'
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| Would’ve paid for the funeral, but he a opp
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| I’ll cut off my feet before I flip-flop
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| My pockets in shape, I got 'em tip top (Feet)
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| Lean in my soda, but I’ll never go pop
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| Talk so bad about her, I thought they weren’t cool
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| When I fucked her friend, she put me on block (She street)
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| Hahaha, all my old hoes say I act new and shit
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| If I was them, I’d be missin' me too, hey
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| I put on Dior to go buy some Louis
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| We not the same at all (Never)
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| These niggas petty, they pussy, they coochie
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| You not the gang at all (Never)
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| My young nigga solvin' them problems regardless
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| Steppin' on shit with no shoe on (Shoe on)
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| Must’ve lost my mind when I went to Shine
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| Spent 150 for some screw-ons
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| Can’t be on my team still starvin' (Why?)
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| I provide the plate but can’t eat for 'em
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| Call a press conference, let me talk to 'em (What they say?)
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| Translator, I’ma speak for 'em (Speaker)
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| A-B-C-D-E-F-G, ridin' with a K (Brrt)
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| Choppa gang, .375, young nigga’s hot as May (Big 30)
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| Get plastic surgery if you muggin', better fix your face (Right now)
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| Hittas gonna lay outside your house, post up, tailgate
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| Hey, I just fuckin' relapsed, off this drank, I gotta pee now (Doin' it)
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| Got the hookup on these drugs, think I’m Master P now
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| I just came to collect what they owe me, then I’m out this bitch (Gone)
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| I just spent a M on VVS', bought some alphabets (Uh) |