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[chorus: ten]
i’m up in the streets, i’m rollin’ too deep
it’s just me and top, we searchin’ for beats
i’m the reason he dead, got hit in the head
he was speakin’ on me, now, the p+ssy deceased
she givin’ out head, i’m givin’ out bread
they scary ass brother ain’t got more money than me
i know that he scared, he duckin’ the bullets
he was runnin’ from ten, he thought that it was beat

[verse 1: ten]
mask on, he strapped with a glock
ar+15, b+tch came with a stock
when he take out the trash, that’s whеn he got popped
he think hе a gangster, but, he really the cops
he thinkin’ of peepin’ me, [?]
just like peach boy, he lookin’ for opps
[?] this sh+t is non+stop
don’t matter who city, i’m goin’ to the block
don’t matter who first, i’m goin’ to the top
youngin on block still sellin’ them rocks
you better get low when we swingin’ that glocks
murder she wrote, then, it’s off with your top
long live jim, n+gga, you was the g.o.a.t
scary ass b+tch, better act like you know
they call me [?], so, i hit his backdoor
long live [?], ass for the g.o.a.t
[chorus: ten]
i’m up in the streets, i’m rollin’ too deep
it’s just me and top, we searchin’ for beats
i’m the reason he dead, got hit in the head
he was speakin’ on me, now, the p+ssy deceased
she givin’ out head, i’m givin’ out bread
they scary ass brother ain’t got more money than me
i know that he scared, he duckin’ the bullets
he was runnin’ from ten, he thought that it was beat
i’m up in the streets, i’m rollin’ too deep
it’s just me and top, we searchin’ for beats
i’m the reason he dead, got hit in the head
he was speakin’ on me, now, the p+ssy deceased
she givin’ out head, i’m givin’ out bread
they scary ass brother ain’t got more money than me
i know that he scared, he duckin’ the bullets
he was runnin’ from ten, he thought that it was beat

[verse 2: ten]
he thought that it was beat, but, it’s really the top
back to back, we gon’ wet up yo’ block
wreck the benz, now, i’m up in the wraith
catch the b+tch, i’ma spin his face
real gravedigger, you n+ggas ain’t safe
you n+ggas be lame, you n+ggas be g+y
you n+ggas be b+tch, you n+ggas be hoes
you mention my name, get shot in the face
i’m f+ckin’ her good, i’m f+ckin’ her nasty
she wan’ have my baby, i nut in her face
i really be havin’ n+ggas be cappin’
[?]
them n+ggas be dissin’, i don’t know what to say
i’m up in the trenches, i thought it weren’t safe
i’m up in the trenches, i’m runnin’ from jakes
i’m up in the trenches, you know where i stay
[chorus: ten]
i’m up in the streets, i’m rollin’ too deep
it’s just me and top, we searchin’ for beats
i’m the reason he dead, got hit in the head
he was speakin’ on me, now, the p+ssy deceased
she givin’ out head, i’m givin’ out bread
they scary ass brother ain’t got more money than me
i know that he scared, he duckin’ the bullets
he was runnin’ from ten, he thought that it was beat



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