| Woke up this morning, 'bout a hundred missed calls
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| 23 snappin' on the phone, sayin' you ain’t seen me call?
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| I said fuck that, what the business is?
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| He said an opp just got off the phone and found where I live
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| Throw on my shoes and grab my Glock, done bought a brand new drake
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| Get one of them nasty ass hoes to find out where he stay
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| And on the other end I heard them boys got pressure out there in West Chase
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| I don’t give a fuck, I’ma spin a bin and spin again until the death of me
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| Look mama I’m in and out, I said mama pray for me
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| Out here in these streets it’s a jungle, ain’t no savin' me
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| Fuck that, been by myself, ain’t no helpin' me
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| Like Nike, just do it, nigga ain’t no stoppin' me
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| Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brother
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| I ain’t scared, I ain’t runnin', gotta put me under
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| Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
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| Fuck that, fuck that
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| Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brothers
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| I ain’t scared, I ain’t runnin', gotta put me under
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| Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
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| Fuck that, fuck that
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| Seven-six-two, just filled the Draco up
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| I’ma kill 'em all, love when the yellow tape go up
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| Hungry for beef, I got some bullets that’s gon' fill you up
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| Spin on this Glock a hundred shots, I bet you think twice 'bout pullin' up
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| Thinkin' I’m pussy, check my resume
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| Stick to his face, I warned that nigga about testin' me
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| I was on the move, can’t let a nigga get ahead of me
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| Catch him in traffic, let him have it, I’m a demon, fuck a savage
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| Got twenty-three on me, won’t leave the house without it
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| Everybody think they Master P, they swear they 'bout it 'bout it
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| All on Instagram flexin' like they Iron Chest Charlie
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| They gon' fall out in public, I got some niggas who heartless
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| Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brother
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| I ain’t scared, I ain’t runnin', gotta put me under
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| Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
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| Fuck that, fuck that
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| Bitch had the nerve to up on me in front of my brothers
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| I ain’t scared, I ain’t runnin', gotta put me under
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| Spin back the same night, shot out in front of his mama
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| Fuck that, fuck that
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| Fuck that
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| Fuck that |