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lil 2z - 4am punch in lyrics

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he ridin’ ’round with windows down, gon’ do his ass like tupac
at 16 i ran up a ten and stashed it in a shoebox
don’t leave the switch when i do hits, i run sh+t down with two glocks
i’m mr. keep sh+t off the net, ’cause n+ggas really got popped
i’m mr. million dollar kid, but i’m still eatin’ goulash
i’ve been shiesty since a kid, i shoulda signed with goowhap
i draw my mask and get her done and send ’em to the gulag
can’t cook too batches at the same time just give me two pots
d+mn, i done did so much sh+t with that blam
these n+ggas do too much sh+t for the ‘gram
keep that business off the cam
wherever money at, that’s where i am
cl!ck+clack, make a n+gga scram
better pray this b+tch jam
i ain’t dodgin’ sh+t, i’m not around
park this b+tch right here, hold on, frr, ouch
if he fall then just start poppin’ at the ground
should’ve move the f+ck around
bro said he ain’t see ’em fall and spin around
i squint my left eye closin’, hit my target with my right
don’t put your hands up, tryna fight, you gon’ be boxin’ for your life
i’on go to therapy ’bout my life, i vent my problems to the mic
i get in that car and strike before i get on the net and type
f+ck, i’d slam my granny for them bucks
i die tryna get rich before i think ’bout givin’ up
i kicked the b+tch right out my life before i ever kicked the cup
i’m wearin’ thousand dollar shoes, i used to go to school in chucks
it’s a thousand dollar meal, i used to couldn’t afford my lunch
i was in the trap boxin’ bricks up, eatin’ a bowl of cap’n crunch
you can’t afford to keep my d+ck up, b+tch, you gotta have some fun
f+ck tsa, i rather drive ’cause i can’t leave without my gun

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