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Okay, we going up
 And if a nigga play with you then I'mma bust some
 And I done told you a thousand times
 And I ain't worried, I done earned my stripes
 I keep a gun, they wanna screw me over
 And these bullets will knock your head up off your shoulders
 And these bitches, they only fuckin' for the fame
 And this money keep tryna make a nigga change, yeah
 But I'm on my pivot, rockstar living
 I didn't have a choice, I had to go and get it
 Yeah, we sayin' shit, like here we go again
 She didn't want me back then so I'mma fuck her friend
 I got fucking packs in if you need a hand
 Let me know if it's cracking, chopper make him dance
 I was tired of lacking, we got nines, baby
 I was dead broke, I had to shine
 This shit like a rollercoaster
 I was in her now I can't even go post her
 I had to get up, get up, go and get my bands up
 Lil' baby fucked up and she ain't got no chances
 Pull up, that chopper will make you couple dances
 I'm in the paint just like Waka Flocka, come test me
 We sendin' bullets, they gon' shock you where your leg be
 Sendin' shots right out that motherfucking .223
 We the gang in the field and we like twenty deep
 Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, they won't ever understand me
 Phone calls, I needed someone to help me
 Now I'm up in these bitches, they wanna suck on me
 But I don't wanna know, I need a peace of mind
 Saying something under your breath and now you nevermind
 Gotta keep them niggas in check, they cannot fuck with mine
 We got glicks and nines, shoot up your whole enterprise
 I just wanna say
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 I can't let shit change me
 Okay, we going up
 And if a nigga play with you then I'mma bust some
 And I done told you a thousand times
 And I ain't worried, I done earned my stripes
 I keep a gun, they wanna screw me over
 And these bullets will knock your head up off your shoulders
 And these bitches, they only fuckin' for the fame
 And this money keep tryna make a nigga change, yeah
 But I'm on my pivot, rockstar living
 I didn't have a choice, I had to go and get it
 Yeah, we sayin' shit, like here we go again
 She didn't want me back then so I'mma fuck her friend
 I got fucking packs in if you need a hand
 Let me know if it's cracking, chopper make him dance
 I was tired of lacking, we got nines, baby
 I was dead broke, I had to shine