| Heart beatin', my mind racin' up
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| You can hear the screams and sirens in the cut
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| Out of the trap for
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| See a copper, gotta trap
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| That’s why I got the .9 in my pocket for
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| Got the drop before he kickin' down the door
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| For some Christian Dior, we was 'bout to send a hunnid packs through your
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| neighborhood
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| If it get trapped, I knew my baby would
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| I never knew I would have to face the music
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| I know they gon' bum rush us, restless
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| We gotta keep on movin', I got introduced to slangin' and I keep on choosin' it
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| I see the helicopters movin' in
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| I thought if you took a loss, you just lose to win
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| Crawlin' on the floor, tryna get to the door
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| Flush it down the toilet 'fore they get me with the four
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| They did a whole sweep, couldn’t even go to sleep
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| A lot of my family members got got
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| My uncle looked the police in his eyes and he got shot
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| Tell me how that make you feel, fake or real?
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| I’m about to chase a bil', fuck a mil', yeah
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| She wanna ride my dick like a stallion
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| She just wanna pop a X like Malcolm
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| I got family that’s addicts, I got family that’s drug dealers
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| I got family that’s murderers, I got family that love niggas
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| And family important, you just gotta embrace it
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| Like your dawg could be poor and it just depend what you make it with
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| I was watchin' Family Guy when the police raided, hmm
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| A trap full of juugin' ass suits, that shit was crazy, damn
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| How I’ma have my baby? |
| If I’m stuck in the fence at 19 with 25 in a day
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| You only eatin' three times a day
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| You gotta save up, put a rock on her finger, that’s the only time she gon' stay
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| I’ve been tryna pray to the trap god
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| (Trap god, god), hope he listen (Yeah, yeah)
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| I’ve been tryna pray to the trap god (Trap god)
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| Hope it wasn’t no witnesses |