| What happened? |
| Who shot?
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| Who buck and who ran off?
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| You rappers ain’t hot, the fuck they got fans for?
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| I’m back in the spot, what bundles they hand off?
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| Meet me another block aksin what’s the expend cost
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| It’s a hard job that fell for rost off
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| Left hand still, Cartier was on polish
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| Light knit wear, I don’t pitch the hard nah
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| Maserati whip, serve bricks to the carwash
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| Who’s on the menu? |
| Hunned deep like the venue
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| Hunned keys who I sent to, turn the weed up the mental
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| Was in a rental, I done turned down in Pennsylvania
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| Pistol mania, streets official
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| 2 fingers in the air for the ones before
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| Middle finger in the air for the ones that hate
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| Ain’t no more love
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| Sorry but it’s gotta be this way
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| Stackin all day, trappin all day
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| Back with more yay, we clappin your way
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| What?
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| I’m a survivor
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| I’m a rider
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| Bet you don’t move
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| When it’s on this side, no
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| It’s been so long but we finally arrived
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| We stackin all day, trappin all day
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| Back with more yay, we clap in your way
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| You’re looking at a new school legend
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| Gift out of Heaven
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| Preachin' that real, yeah I’m something like a Reverend
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| Livin' by the code, bend or fold
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| Black man wearin' 100 G’s worth of gold
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| Iced out watches, shirt from Versace
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| King of the south I am, wuddup Gotti?
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| Been speak bout it, money no karate
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| Profit go to flippin now they think I’m Illuminati
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| What you came here for? |
| I’m in the Django clothes
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| Niggas want my life, they wanna take my soul
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| See I done switched my flow just like I do with my hoes
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| Now they know I’m the truth but why it took so long?
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| Know the Maybach comfy and the kush so strong
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| No my thoughts ain’t right, I can’t do nothing wrong
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| I’m so gifted, hear my voice and get lifted
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| Came from the trenches, gun shots today, just listen
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| Ain’t no more love
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| Sorry but it’s gotta be this way
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| Stackin all day, trappin all day
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| Back with more yay, we clap in your way
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| What?
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| I’m a survivor
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| I’m a rider
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| Bet you don’t move
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| When it’s on this side, no
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| It’s been so long but we finally arrived
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| We stackin all day, trappin all day
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| Back with more yay, we clap in your way
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| Yo! |
| I’m quick to grab 9's when a man hate
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| Been getting bad vibes from they handshakes
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| I’mma act fly til my last day
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| No need to aks why my nigga man straight
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| Wrong line for the dope that’s a fan base
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| Hard tie with the ropes, what yo fan face?
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| Mob ties with the coke, make the plan great
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| 4−5 to his throat, where’s the damn safe?
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| Khaled you know it’s time
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| When they see me they’ll see pullin this prime
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| Rich when he was rich, the industry von zip
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| Gazelles like great Scott, Ciele’s my bread copped
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| Vado!
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| 2 fingers in the air for the ones before
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| Middle finger in the air for the ones that hate
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| Ain’t no more love
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| Sorry but it’s gotta be this way
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| Stackin all day, trappin all day
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| Back with more yay, we clap in your way
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| What?
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| I’m a survivor
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| I’m a rider
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| Bet you don’t move
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| When it’s on this side, no
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| It’s been so long but we finally arrived
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| We stackin all day, trappin all day
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| Back with more yay, we clap in your way |