| Pain killers one hell of a drug and I don’t need it, uh
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| The way I swing the opp blocks, you would think I’m Jeter, uh
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| We gon' fill that boy up with slugs, see if he a demon, yeah
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| Know I’ll slide with no pill, just give me a reason
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| My heart broke, I hope you happy, it’s from you leaving
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| You do the crime, you do the time, you can’t beat it
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| Thought you was one in a million, you was one for treason
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| You the reason I’m back on the block, and I’m back to squeezing
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| Catch them all and we gon' wet they head, I used to wet the bed
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| I tried to cop a sled, was sliding 'til they turned to feds
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| I wanted the same thing as my main man 'til he turned and fled
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| Ain’t believe that people could be no snake until I seen him shed
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| Cold-hearted, I turned to savage mode
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| Would’ve cuffed you, bitch, but you got baggage, ho
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| I turned to Dee whenever my sack was low
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| Just for him, he know I’d tag a toe
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| Know them drugs’ll turn his savage on
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| How I lose my shooter? |
| Now my savage gone
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| And Rell’d probably be free if it wasn’t fuck the opps
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| Nowadays gotta pick your shooter right, 'cause them boys’ll flop
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| My right hand man no convertible, but he lost his top
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| Money hungry, chasing a bag, he in love with guap
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| Pain killers one hell of a drug and I don’t need it, uh
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| The way I swing the opp blocks, you would think I’m Jeter, uh
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| We gon' fill that boy up with slugs, see if he a demon, yeah
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| Know I’ll slide with no pill, just give me a reason
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| My heart broke, I hope you happy, it’s from you leaving
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| You do the crime, you do the time, you can’t beat it
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| Thought you was one in a million, you was one for treason
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| You the reason I’m back on the block, and I’m back to squeezing
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| JBlyckk just like my main, he lost his top too
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| They say I’m top two in my city, but I’m not two
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| I hope my rapper homies get clout, because they hot too
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| She gon' fuck me just 'cause of my name and that’s what clout do
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| I might put them drugs into my body 'cause I need it, uh, ayy
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| PTSD got me clutchin' my heat and I ain’t scared
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| If they slide, I ain’t hiding, uh
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| Tell 'em come get what they need, they won’t see me bleed
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| Promise when you get clout, you gon' remember me
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| I ain’t tryna put you on no shirt, do you like my enemies
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| Just say the word if we ain’t cool and you ain’t into me
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| Pain killers might kill the pain that got into me, yeah
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| Pain killers one hell of a drug and I don’t need it, uh
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| The way I swing the opp blocks, you would think I’m Jeter, uh
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| We gon' fill that boy up with slugs, see if he a demon, yeah
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| Know I’ll slide with no pill, just give me a reason
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| My heart broke, I hope you happy, it’s from you leaving
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| You do the crime, you do the time, you can’t beat it
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| Thought you was one in a million, you was one for treason
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| You the reason I’m back on the block, and I’m back to squeezing |