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i tend to get into my feelings spit my soul into the mic
for every soldier that i lost i got a soul up onnis pipe
super nasty b+tch, got er twist n twirlin’ onna pipe
nd its supa tight
still i told that hoe to take a hike
i’m just living life
neva gave a f+ck if it was right…
stilla roll the dice
in this little game we callin’ life, and we ain’t playing nice
make my lil bro come take yo life
shoutout kiddo my big homie, he a demon wit that pipe
i can’t even claim he innocent, i know he’ll do it twice
screaming f+ck the jakes, they got most my homiеs doing life
ain’t gon’ say too much…
cus the opps be watching likе some mice
shooting 30 out that 40 watching oppas hit the floor
imma switch the flow
since a shorty all we knew was blow
posted onnat block screaming watch dat muhf+ckin’ car
and ion want yo thot
shorty only good for giving top
said that she want some shoes
i must be a muhf+ckin’ fool
don’t make me do the do
hallows ripping through a group of goofs
like n+gga who is you?
bending blocks like a hula hoop, she wanna meet the crew
and she bussed me down just for some boots
exotic loud i feel like snoop
and imma inna coup
i press the gas, you hear the rawr…
yo b+tch keep calling hit ignore
no time or patience for a wh0re
she suck me up and ask for more
i keep a hammer like i’m thor
sipping onnis wock, why n+ggas talkin’ to da cops
ouu he think he hot, i knock his face off with this glock
he can’t get back because he popped
you can’t cop this it’s not in stock
her p+ssy wet i need a mop
my uncles came up sellin’ rock
right after school i hit the block
don’t do the cap i spit straight facts
i stacked some racks, f+cked off a sack
gon’ make it back, from flipping packs
i know some hacks, i can’t relax…
in my hood like it’s all good, but i know n+ggas want me dead
i can’t stress i get some rest cus n+ggas don’t be wat they said
stacking cake you can’t relate because yo pockets always bled
don’t go on dates no fish filet, just toot it up and gimme head
grab a brick and make sum shake, it got me feeling like i’m craig



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