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Ah, what's good my nigga?
 I fucked your bitch, what up, what up?
 Yeah I got fifty on it
 Ah, you ain't talking 'bout shit
 Ah, peep - ah, fuck you nigga
 Y'all ain't talking 'bout shit, ah
 Yeah I feel it, I feel it
 Yeah, uh
 I'm thinking father, you see kings
 I need a crib and something that's old, sitting on rims
 It's quiet for that Metro card
 God if I could straight four, five, six
 We could all get rich
 Straight OD-ing, Flatbush
 But my last bitch is OC-ing
 They like "Chuck why is you leaving?"
 Life's a gamble bro, I'm tryna break even
 Dodge heathens, 'cause nowadays, homies be scheming
 Just chose a right team and
 The power rules cyphers, stay pulling all-nighters
 And these niggas not fire
 Like a blunt with no lighter
 I be the main supplier
 They thought the crib was on Blue Hill Ave
 The way he got bass like that
 Chucky bust crazy dope moves
 They tryna tell me that I lose
 Screaming "Fuck some winners!", I rap for niggas that's losing
 Down on Ocean cruising
 Where dealers gone deal, and users keep using
 I wrote this on my born-day
 21 with no court dates
 We was posted up, watching Price Is Right
 When my life was wrong
 Two hits from the bong - and my fucks go gone
 And my rhyme game strong, nigga
 Yeah
 I hit the bong cypher now, gawd
 That's when I get anti-social
 Curve them fake fucks, just like I'm supposed to
 Can't believe he had the nerve to approach you
 I was posted up with shorty hard
 Motherfuck some business cards
 Nigga learn some etiquette
 Left toked, then came up with some better shit
 Kids from down bottom, how ironic they on top
 While niggas was dick-riding and fucking name-dropping
 I sent your bitch out with a list, to do some shopping
 She got the DiGiorno, but she added extra toppings
 And she added extra sloppin's
 Gave me head while I done dropped it
 I'm like "you a fool, stop it"
 If I could just chill, vibe and meditate
 I get my mind strong enough to make a fucking fat bitch levitate
 That's Mayweather strong
 Niggas hate that he on
 Sun shining on this dawg's ass
 Woah, Chuck, pause that, they 'gon think you comment on videos
 That's from a movie, you silly hoes

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Duration
02:38
Key
7
Tempo
166 BPM

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