| I’m crazy man, I love money,
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| I chill with bad hoes and they say that they love me,
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| I really do the things I’m… and your presence,
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| See me got the simmy, but I got the mack 11
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| Sinnies after heaven, I’m tired of the games
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| Word been the lane, I’m just tryin to get the change,
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| Real eyes show, I’ve been blowing on…
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| Walk up this morning to a different hoe,
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| Smell a different smoke when the raders is at your dope,
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| Coming for your through is murder that she… off the top with that
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| I’m with your blunt with it, try me like a duck,
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| Then I barely you get drunk with it,
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| Pop pop with it.
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| Whispering in your whole ear like I’m yin-yang
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| Still pick in your mama life offer range
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| Tell the p**sy up, got a big god blood stains
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| She ain’t say stop the whole was love pain,
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| She won’t stop calling me, I feel like the same,
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| She must not know, I’ma pimp with no cane
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| And my game is to put her where it rain,
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| The mother niggas lames on that pop too flames,
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| Is free mad speakers all I do is game green
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| Plus my team got a way that the world never seen,
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| If I wasn’t rapping my name would be missed the clean,
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| Posted on 31 with obama dp’s
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| Sticking to myself 'cause nigga I’m a g,
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| And I don’t want no fuck niggas hangin round me,
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| Yeah hope, yeah hope, move 'cause I said so,
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| I’m a young nigga but I learn how to work this go,
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| Grand daddy gave it to me, just because it had the extra,
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| He told me pull it if a nigga ever get to prison
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| Niggas acting hard but I’m tryin to make it clearer,
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| You is not a g, fuck nigga find the mirror
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| Do and show in my city, how I bitch you won’t
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| And if think you chaff and do, bitch you gonna get caught
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| Bitch is where I be, as I’m motherfucking boss,
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| Send em out to memphis if you need a nigga lost,
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| First 48 don’t even wanna bother,
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| Folks get mad when they see me walking,
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| Post em in slap, but a shit they be talking,
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| Niggas wanna play till it’s time to point the object,
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| Just because I tweet don’t mean I wont' lose it,
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| The two 75 be the reason I be moving, bitch.
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| Now why for these niggas playing they know I don’t fuck around
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| Yeah bitch I got them bars throwin p**sies touch down
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| We just piece the ass up, they ain’t drag us down
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| Bury em miss a man welcome to the underground bitch
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| Shut the fuck up, please don’t make a sound
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| I’ma have to get my floppies yeah they look they couldn’t sound
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| All I’m tryin to be violent, I’m just misunderstood,
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| But you better understand I keep that crom under my wood,
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| Chris mother fucker travis my fucking all you fools,
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| Young nigga big dick with a bad attitude
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| Soldiers know I give a fuck about him, her, you
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| I’m just tryin get to sack off to the next dude,
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| Let a real niggas thief, boy you better keep you cool
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| Got you bitchin let me pitchin, be the motherfuckers new
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| Fuck your boyfriend bitch, bet the nigga I ain’t who,
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| Chris got damn travis bitch, fuck you know lew.
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| Gettin' this money, fucking this hoes,
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| Coming with the phone, coming with the phone,
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| Selling out shows, p**sy niggas hate,
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| I bust em in the face, got a killer slave,
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| Fuck you if you fake, pass that game,
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| G wether than a lane, I fuck the p**sy great,
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| I make her late chain, bitch I’m from the state
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| Will dare make you late, thinking is the game,
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| Your mama better play, I got ice, boy top notch price,
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| Got a top notch bitch, who shoot don’t fight,
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| She love my dick, is she s*ck dick nice,
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| She gotta pink for five, is she get right
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| My flow so tight, better ask her wife
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| How she play with it twice, to my voice last night
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| You hatin' on me, they’ll be got a doubt tonight
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| I’ma trust no bitch 'cause I got one life,
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| One life |