| Why the fuck you niggas think you safe
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| If I catch you outta place I plan on droppin off a case
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| And ion really give a fuck about the case
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| If it’s murder that’s okay I’m bound for shackles anyway
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| I found my way up out the muthafuckin cage
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| I was prayin every day but now I don’t know what to say
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| Like goddamn ion even act my age
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| I get no sleep yall hibernate but I can’t wait till yall awake
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| Agh
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| I smell the fear, it’s in yo aura
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| Til you know me, nigga, you don’t know horror
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| I smell the fear, it’s in yo aura
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| Til you know me, nigga, you don’t know horror
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| I’m bored of you bitches ain’t hard to ignore ya
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| I treat it like nothin they treat it like torture
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| Every day I feel my patience get shorter if this shit don’t stop I might need
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| me a lawyer yuh
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| Bodybag
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| Bodybag
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| Bodybag
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| Bodybag
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| A nigga got nailed like some French, tips
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| But fuck em can’t find the forensics
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| Yo bitch told me she tryna end, it
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| Cuz her man don’t last long like a friend, ship
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| But I’m like my clip I’m extended
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| And like triggers, I pull the extensions
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| Schoolboy bitch I got no
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| Face
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| Draw guns alone leavin no
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| Trace
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| I tux the tre in my suit
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| Case
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| Might murk you passed curfew its too, late
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| At midnight been purging the new
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| Age
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| I serve em dessert em no souffle
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| Fuck words I just squirt em what you, say
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| Nothin |