| I was pouring until it ran out
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| Type of nigga got his hand out
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| My youngin thirsty for a man down
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| Youngin thirsty for a man down
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| Unless I tell that lil nigga, «stand down»
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| That’s a murder, yeah, he tryna swap out his burner
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| Yeah, I’m tryna help him get further
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| Yeah, lately been doing these numbers
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| Working and working you know I deserve it
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| Yeah, my future was never for certain
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| We had to use dish liquid for detergent
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| Yeah, pop a whole lot of perkys
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| Yeah, still idolize David A Perkins
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| Yeah, make it drizzle while she twerkin'
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| Gang tatted on the bitch in cursive
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| Word, first one out there on the first
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| Word, keep a bundle on my person
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| Word, keep a thumper on my person
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| Nigga say the scale tweakin tryna work us
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| Yeah, I got a mean rap I had to earn it
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| Niggas really putting work for this surface
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| Got a mean rap I had to earn it
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| Four finger banging bitch this the murders
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| Nigga really putting work for this surface
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| I do or die for this shit
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| I flooded all my chains because they want me in the grave
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| They don’t want me rich
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| Did it all with my wrist
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| I did it all by breaking down and weighing up and serving all who need a fix
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| I ain’t afraid
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| I ain’t afraid
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| How far we came to live this way
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| My goons we straight
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| I ain’t afraid
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| I ain’t afraid
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| To die today cause I made my way
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| I stayed the same
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| Can’t never change, won’t ever change
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| No
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| You know I ran out of dope
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| Finna cook some more
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| Hoe broke as shit, she ain’t put me on
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| Dirty ass black hoodie put it on
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| And you know exactly who we looking for
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| Couldn’t find him so he finna live some more
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| I was taking trips, why you wouldn’t go
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| Kicked a 100 doors, how you end up broke
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| Ya I fucked your bitch, I ain’t kiss her though
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| Fuck with Akhiana shit we trippin though
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| Fuck you bitchin for, shut up listen hoe
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| I love you niggas, I let all the shooters know
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| Make no mistake, it’s who I do it for
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| 10k or better just to do a show
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| And I keep it cloudy in the coupe alone
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| And I’m liable to slither through alone
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| When you God’s child you can move alone
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| Do it three way for my little bro
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| When this bitch answer I’ma mute the phone
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| Drug dealer dreams we was moving zones
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| Nerves bad baby I can barely roll
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| Damn Nem can’t believe you niggas gone
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| Damn Perk can’t believe you niggas gone
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| Damn Zoe can’t believe you niggas gone
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| Damn Deezy can’t believe you niggas gone
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| I do or die for this shit
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| I flooded all my chains because they want me in the grave
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| They don’t want me rich
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| Did it all with my wrist
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| I did it all by breaking down and weighing up and serving all who need a fix
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| I ain’t afraid
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| I ain’t afraid
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| How far we came to live this way
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| My goons we straight
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| I ain’t afraid
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| I ain’t afraid
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| To die today cause I made my way
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| I stayed the same
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| Can’t never change, won’t ever change
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| No
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| Do or die for this shit
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| Suicidal we shoot up the ride
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| Nigga fire off the whole clip
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| Do or die for this shit
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| Yeah, suicidal we shoot up the ride
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| Nigga fire off the whole clip |