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Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah ayy Ay your bitch told meh yo job interviews ain't been going well Damn you out here broke ass hell Stressed out hating on me probably smoking tale Don't lose yo life over a runner bro that's slow ass hell Touchdown in yo city who got poles for sell Go to hell them ain't Runtz nigga I know the smell Outside broke got the draco in his jogging pants Please don't stare I'm traumatized Ia hate to off a fan Slide down on a nigga I was by myself God son but I'm a probably rot in hell Niggas capping bout shit in songs that I'll never tell I up the firearm and spray it like it got a smell I was happy till I thought about my niggas locked in jail Dropping money on they books like they go to Yale Order shit one time now I just got it on the shelf It was God I never say I got it by myself Look ice buffs wet ass hell come try to snatch em off me On stage my shit dancing like the jabbawockeez Ten racks all twenties pants sagging off me Plus I'm in the club wit four fifths like a alcoholic Hell naw I'm cool was gone hit but her neck was salty Now she walking down the street like Ms. Sally Walker You the type to cuff this bitch boy you that retarded I might just throw her a number if her neck retarded Bitch watch yo tone when you in a rack wit bosses When I rap these niggas treat it like a pastor talking Yeah they take notes (yeah) I can't take a shit without the draco (yeah) Niggas tried to slide like we straight hoes (yeah) Another homicide another haloo My sister know I never say "No" This the shit we prayed for (yeah) Ay it's a snake in your circle he can't wait to wack you for me Heart cold the heater and this Louie jacket on me Shit changed I can't leave without a weapon on me Gotta keep that big bitch with me like Shrek and Donkey Ran it up on my ex my life like acrimony Counted fifty while my bitch was cursing out her bad ass puppy I can hear that chicken talkin' like I'm Eddie Murphy Make me chase you with that cannon like the camera man on Maury nigga Some of my niggas miss when I was that lil dirty nigga Reminiscing that's when I ain't have no worries nigga Killed em off the first shots still put like thirty in em Spent ten on a fit still ain't gone post a picture First I was the goat now it's my son cause he early with it He was born rich I was pushing thirty nigga My dawg never turned on me now he turnt my nigga I got bored and swiped the homeless nigga churches chicken I got bored and texted yo bitch she think she special now Doing frauds on coins I think I'm leprechaun Lame ass, weak ass nigga cap in every line She said I heard you was a dog but you a dog, dog Why cause all yo friends cute N I want all y'all Hit a elementary school teacher made her call off Still had kids in her face tho cough cough See a opp and put a hole in one golf ball Ian giving no passes like a ball hog I don't want no new friends nigga all soft Keep tryin' to hang wit us we gone rob all y'all niggas Yeah Ay Smoke a fat ass wood to my accomplishments Niggas turn up everyday ain't accomplish shit I don't know why yhu celebrating yo life ain't lit Niggas ain't copping shit ain't dropping shit Niggas ain't stopping shit can't stop this shit Waited my whole life for this I been praying my whole life for this Send em to the restroom like he gotta piss
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- Duration
- 03:14
- Tempo
- 104 BPM