| Mmm-hmm-hmm
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| (J-JT on the track again)
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| Hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
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| Oh, I-I (Turn me up, here you go)
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| QRN
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| This murder shit not new to us, it must be new to them
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| They plottin', tryna take off bruh, we gon' take two of them
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| Looks like that dissin' in 'em songs now got your brother killed
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| Not even a million bucks could change the way your mother feel
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| Time for the change, don’t even have a clue, like, «Where it started?
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| «(That scar)
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| I’m way in Utah with lil' shawty tryna heal my heart (Heart)
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| I swear that love shit got me traumatized, I’m stuck with symptoms in this side
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| (Play my cards)
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| I’m all alone with all this fuck shit on my mind, but still I play my cards
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| (Grah)
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| Blood can’t make us no close, so that’s why I chose to bang the Loc
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| Got all this drank in my soda 'cause I don’t feel pain when I be sober
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| Can’t trust no one, they backdoor
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| Come through the time for them to gun, so we came outta here, folks
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| Ready to do time behind this government shit 'cause dawg can’t no more
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| That’s for my dawg that’s sendin' shots, just hit me up at the gas station
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| And if it was, that was my fault 'cause I was too busy ass chasin' (Yeah)
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| Fifty-round drum, no rich to men, don’t make a fashion statement
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| You want a lick 'cause I’m that one crushin' on action jaked (Yeah)
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| Live by the gun, die by the sword, shit, I been less than lately
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| Not like these niggas, I know killers come and scar for takin'
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| I ain’t see grandad since I was lil', now he down in the pavement
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| Fuck what I’m on, fuck how they feel, know I’m destined for greatness
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| Done got my dad inside the field (Yeah), he was really eight trainin'
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| No dollar bill could make me switch up, I ain’t never tradin'
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| Been keepin' it thrill, I’m poppin' pills to keep my brain from straightenin'
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| Like, «Fuck the talk», let’s empty clips, we ain’t do no more explainin'
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| This murder shit not new to us, it must be new to them
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| They plottin', tryna take off bruh, we gon' take two of them
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| Looks like that dissin' in 'em songs now got your brother killed
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| Not even a million bucks could change the way your mother feel
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| Time for the change, don’t even have a clue, like, «Where it started?
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| «(That scar)
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| I’m way in Utah with lil' shawty tryna heal my heart (Heart)
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| I swear that love shit got me traumatized, I’m stuck with symptoms in this side
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| (Play my cards)
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| I’m all alone with all this fuck shit on my mind, but still I play my cards
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| (Grah)
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| Tryna build the bond with my father 'cause for so long I kept my distance
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| But now I’m old, done realized when he was forty, went to prison
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| All my oppositions, I know I can’t let these fuck niggas trick me
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| I’m paranoid, but still can’t panic, I go up with the Glizzy
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| I spill my blood, sweat the tears all on this rag, I had to hang it out
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| Timmy told me 'fore he go back and shit he gon' bang it out
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| Kill or be killed, last nigga tried, shit, he stankin' now
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| We hit they block up with them switches, ain’t no hangin' out
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| This for my dawg locked in the system never gettin' out
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| I can’t never trip 'bout the life I’m livin' 'cause it’s written down
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| Year 2020, watch the million leave my bank account
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| Ten thousand to lil' Pluto lawyer, boy, that ain’t no cap
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| I feel like my career is over, but I’m in love with rap
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| Stick around that O from out the blender fresh from out the trap
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| It’s like my heart filled up with splinters when I think 'bout rounds
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| Been slangin' iron, ain’t no beginner standin' on lap
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| This murder shit not new to us, it must be new to them
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| They plottin', tryna take off bruh, we gon' take two of them
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| Looks like that dissin' in 'em songs now got your brother killed
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| Not even a million bucks could change the way your mother feel
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| Time for the change, don’t even have a clue, like, «Where it started?
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| «(That scar)
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| I’m way in Utah with lil' shawty tryna heal my heart (Heart)
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| I swear that love shit got me traumatized, I’m stuck with symptoms in this side
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| (Play my cards)
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| I’m all alone with all this fuck shit on my mind, but still I play my cards
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| (Grah) |