| Great John on the beat, by the way
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| So they fuck with it
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| I get love in my city I know them niggas hate
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| All black when I’m getting busy just pray I beat the case
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| Fall back no you wasn’t with me I wasn’t getting paid
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| Ran up them 100s & 50s tryna blow a bag a day
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| Them niggas stealing my style can’t take my swag away
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| That choppa blowin' him down if he get in my way
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| Got locked up I held it down & kept my niggas safe
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| I put that Glock on that clown you should’ve seen his face
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| Look, I know the difference, I could be goofy or be militant
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| That choppa knockin' off his ligaments I’m bout' to shit again
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| I’m tryna count me up 100 bands my shooters hoppin' out of sprinter vans
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| Free Caesar out the can, no he don’t do it for no instagram
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| My niggas truer than that Buddha man
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| (Free Caesar out the can, no he don’t do it for no, mmm
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| My niggas truer than that Buddha man)
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| They fell in love with it so they fuck with it
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| Die bout' this money if you want nigga it come get it
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| And you get shot up with them niggas & we ain’t missin'
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| And you be treeshin' lil bitch so we ain’t kissin'
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| Look, money long stand tall like it’s Blake Griffin
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| Put my niggas on in this song we gon' make chicken
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| (money long stand tall like it’s Blake Griffin
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| Put my niggas on in this song we gon' make chicken)
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| I get love in my city I know them niggas hate
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| All black when I’m getting busy just pray I beat the case
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| Fall back no you wasn’t with me I wasn’t getting paid
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| Ran up them 100s & 50s tryna blow a bag a day
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| (Ran up them 100s & 50s tryna blow a bag a day, Ran up them 100s & 50s tryna
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| blow a bag a day, Ran up them 100s & 50s tryna blow a bag a day)
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| Stop it right there |