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i swear im strapped up wit dat cutta

if a n-gga wanna problem ima call my brothas

ian even playin man i got it out the gutta

out here inna hood trynna find a f-ckin band
b-tch ian lookin for no lover

like watchu thought hoe get up off my phone

this b-tch steady callin like leave me alone

out here inna yoo flippin bags smokin strong

yea i feel like a king where my motha f-ckin throne

like where the plug at n-gga where the work at

im only 15 b-tch i can’t even work yet

but im racked up they steady skreamin where u work at?

u wanna take me out b-tch meet where the turf at

cause ill live

and ill die for this sh-t

im sendin all these rounds cause ill die for the brixks

we all frm the zone yea we a die to be rich

all my n-ggas smart we’ll neva die about a b-tch

yea

they like chance where the f-ckin tape

n-gga sorry for the wait im makin sure you gon replay

we got all the guns from the glocks to the ks

and if u step wrong i stg we gone spray
leave yo -ss in the street lil n-gga you gon lay

if you owe me a dime i stg u gon pay

cause ion f-ckin play and ill pullup where you stay

and if i pullup where u stay lil n-gga better pray

im tired of all these n-ggas tryin b$g

and if you really want smoke you know where we be

n-gga pullup inna zone u betta not kop a plea

cause das gon make me mad n have u layin in white sheetz

n-gga leavin inna hurse i know his momma gon be hurt

i need a blessin man i need to take my -ss to church

i know god with me but i stay feeling cursed

yea i got alot in me like a motha f-ckin purse

yea i need my n-ggas on my side

cause das the same n-ggas that swear they gon ride

they freed kevin gates like him i dont get tired
cause that check stay callin like im motha f-ckin plies

i get on the beat and let that mf ride

they taking all my drip like a f-ckin ocean tide

johnny said these n-ggas hatin man you ain’t neva lied

im married to the bread ian thinkin bout no bride

this whole song man i been speakin factz

yall n-ggas sippin tussin

gutta pourin up the act

all my n-ggas eatin uea we blowin all these racks

the hottest inna city all them otha n-ggas wack

dem n-ggas d-ck riding yea dem n-ggas on my sack

i guess these n-ggas hatin cause im trynna count these stacks

if a n-gga jump dumb im pullin up with the mac

the n-gga weak asf i robbed da n-gga for his pack

but i put that n-gga on so i made him buy it back

yea i made him buy it back

it was just that gas we dont fw that crack

i dont even like this beat so im finna end this track

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