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Aye Firearm on the waistline I'll take a nigga life before he take mine And I got these drugs in my veins to keep my body workin Lot of error in my ways I know I ain't perfect Had a talk with my cousin on the phone the other day I told him I was gonna trade my soul for the fame He said be careful that's a dangerous game If you dance with the devil you will never be the same Yeah fuckin' with them mamacitas I am that nigga why he so conceited Why he got his chains on so you can see him Can't name not one test I ain't cheated Before I take a L I'll hit him with the K They told me not to do it but I did it anyways Learn how to scam sit at home getting paid Money comin' in like a thousand different ways Dirt on my Uggs my bitch bag Burkin I got it out the mud and she got it out of Berkeley Gettin chauffeured in the Rolls with the curtains Make sure they closed cause these bitch niggas lurkin I know a few basers who ran out from my packs I let them get complacent and then I get them back Back up off the bases when I'm about to bat You can see it in they faces it's a fuckin' wrap Frozen and icy I'm colder than Anchorage I go to the islands and f*ck on a Jamaican bitch I remember I was at the bottom like an anklet Fell through the floor now I be on that Satan shit I done lost the love of my life to a white guy You were gonna give a nigga love for a lifetime I was gonna drip you in Celine and some more shit We were gonna have wet dreams and you torched them Forty-five Sig when I'm whippin' in the Porsche Cause I know they wanna kill the kid like abortion What am I to do when they gun for me Bullet stop a nigga if he run to me Bitches on my dick and they come for me I been burnin' bridges to the third degree You had it on lock until I turned the key Doctor with the chopper doin' surgery I'ma let it play like an orchestra Don't be tryin' copy how I write don't be forgin' stuff Where I'm from you either on they side or they torture ya I'ma probably die a representative of Florida Bitch I got an army I'm commandin' for the sieges Take a nigga throne now I command the kingdom You gotta be quick on your feet around here cause I don't ever keep none of my dawgs on they leashes I know a nice pawg and she live around the way You can never hit it raw you can't even touch her face You pay her to f*ck she pay me to keep her safe Violate her and I gotta dig your grave Aye Firearm on the waistline I'll take a nigga life before he take mine And I got these drugs in my veins to keep my body workin Lot of error in my ways I know I ain't perfect Had a talk with my cousin on the phone the other day I told him I was gonna trade my soul for the fame He said be careful that's a dangerous game If you dance with the devil you will never be the same
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