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[intro]
(berge always flexin’)
hmm+hmm+hmm
(say, hit, this that raw sh+t, yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah+yeah, yeah+yeah

[chorus]
brother say he ain’t goin’ nowhere, [?] my soul clean
it’s dangerous, i don’t even know them
but, all these people, they know me
on the interstate duckin’ police
only up, ’cause i can’t go to sleep
n+ggas want to murder me, he made it out of surgery
from the north, came home from a first+degree
started rappin’, now, he takin’ off
how you leavе him on a murder scene?
with holеs in his head, white chalk ’em out
you know i ain’t comin’ in if i can’t get my stick involved
lil’ brother smack his bl!ck at him, don’t feel bad if you play at all
[verse]
i just want a gangster b+tch like queen latifah, set it off
i know i got anger issues, might flash if you don’t answer my call
i got brothers spankin’ sh+t, they on you if i give ’em one call
we ain’t got no pics with this, we spinnin’ ’til we get ’em all
i’m the [?] who handles sh+t, i seen a brick come from a ball
say, “bro, pick up, n+gga, this some urgent sh+t”
i think somebody followed the car, this might be my last call
hit up they sh+t, it’s gon’ go down
behind lil top, you know it’s wild
gunners comin’ with a hundred rounds
they, they be like, “there go that boy” (oh)
big pistol weigh a hundred pounds (oh)
yeah, that b+tch my f+ckin’ heart (oh)
now, she f+ckin’ with the f+ckin’ rounds (oh)
ain’t trippin’ on that, just hope you proud (huh)
[?], hunt you down
give me time for to think about

[chorus]
brother say he ain’t goin’ nowhere, [?] my soul clean
it’s dangerous, i don’t even know them
but, all these people, they know me
on the interstate duckin’ police
only up, ’cause i can’t go to sleep
n+ggas want to murder me, he made it out of surgery
from the north, came home from a first+degree
started rappin’, now, he takin’ off
how you leave him on a murder scene?
with holes in his head, white chalk ’em out
you know i ain’t comin’ in if i can’t get my stick involved
lil’ brother smack his bl!ck at him, don’t feel bad if you play at all
[outro]
lil’ brother smack his bl!ck at him, don’t feel bad if you play at all
from the north, came home from a first+degree



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