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It's a lot of pain in my heart, I'm deep wounded with scars Hoes out here killin' these niggas, don't know they playin' a part Opps dead now, swear these murders ain't gettin' solved I'm antisocial, leave me alone, cause I gotta recharge Trenches made me , hung around them killers, baby Seven shots up in this clip, feel like my name is KD Roll up a trey five to the face, damn, I'm feelin' faded It's alotta niggas in this bitch, tryna get famous Been in the streets all my life, seen niggas sellin' drugs Dedicated my life to the streets, nigga, I done fell in love All my idols were killers, robbers, drug dealers, and them thugs Never was into dice, a nigga run off show, his ass no love Got a pressure point, had it since I left the joint Locked up ain't no switchin' up what that nigga say from Detroit Send shots, they want quick enough, keep shootin', won't disappoint What they taught us on the block, finish so the second you can avoid Now I'm turnt up makin' noise, ridin' strapped, I keep my poise Stealin' niggas' packs like they babies swear it's just a toy Opps talkin' crazy, but the beef I swear I never avoid BCM, we on top, all we doin' is makin' noise We don't get into that, ridin' solo, I keep my strap I got Dreams of ridin' in a double RR, that shit is black I got Dreams of havin' 20 cars, all them bitches wrapped I got Dreams of putting BCM, all up on the map It's a lot of pain in my heart, I'm deep wounded' with scars Hoes out here killin' these niggas, don't know they playin' a part Opps dead now, swear these murders ain't gettin' solved I'm antisocial, leave me alone, cause I gotta recharge Trenches made me yea I hung around them killers, baby Seven shots up in this clip, feel like my name is KD Roll up a trey five to the face, damn, I'm feelin' faded It's a lot of niggas tellin' in this bitch tryna get famous Hop on the court, feel like magic, I'm steady Causin' havoc, bad bitch she with me on my side She steady actin' rachet, Rolesville high 9th grade I was notorious for skipping classes, ever Start selling again' it's straight Za so you, know I'm taxin Went from toting Tauruses , now I keep a mac-10 Used to struggle now every time I'm in front of the mic, yeah, I'm spazzin Keep my pole head up, try my best to keep from lackin Cause there's some niggas who want my head, or try to jack me Can't stand the position I'm in, cause I'm winnin', yeah, they hate me All my old hoes , they hit me up again, they wanna date me But I done pictured this back in 2020, these hoes was shaky I know I never take them serious, after they try to play me We don't get into that, ridin' solo, I keep my strap I got dreams of ridin' in the double RR, that shit is black I got dreams of havin' 20 cars, all them bitches wrapped I got dreams of puttin' BCM all up on the map
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