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Had to believe in myself Shid when nobody did. Uh, Now niggas showing fake love Get the f*ck outta here  That’s why my! Glizzy super dirty leave em filthy  Ok, chain around my neck but I feel free Ok, I’ma kill a few before they kill me  Cause my mama raise And lost a soulja In that field B  Never get too comfortable Had niggas tryna kill me  No fronting On our daredevil shit Be we don’t do no stunting  I can’t f*ck with everybody Cause niggas be fronting  Up early like the garbage man Them shots will be dumping  Ya block will be jumping  Slow down a nigga business Just like, Roaches in dumplings That’s what you get for fronting  My Niggas go nutty She screaming “she love me “ say she wanna kick it Be the Kid just want the Cuddy We f*ck day and night shit.. She gone keep me out the streets She brung joy to my pain pain Beauty to my beast  In these streets I seen some strange thangs Why you can’t keep it G? Convo hella short To none, So im speaking briefly If we ain’t come up from the bottom , No, you cannot eat with me  Saw Niggas left they dawg Out to dry And go to sleep in peace.  Throw a player nigga couple dollars ? Oh you cheapy cheap.  Wake up , Feel like no one else beside em  But the streets with me.  That’s why my! Glizzy super dirty leave em filthy  Ok, Chain around my neck but I feel free Ok, I’ma kill a few before they kill me  Cause my mama raise and lost A soulja In that field B  Never get too comfortable Had niggas tryna kill me  No fronting On our daredevil shit But we don’t do no stunting  I can’t f*ck with everybody Cause niggas be fronting  Up early like the garbage man Them shots will be dumping  Lil Dred: Yea  Dred! Up early like garbage man Putting all you trash ass Niggas in the garbage can  That’s where you belong fam I’m dope Like contraband  Playing with them grams  I’m pitching it underhand You rookies won’t understand Me Prices way too high, Know you tryna middleman me I’m taking risk, You tryna takeaway from my family But i don’t trust him Keep my grass cut Like Mr.Stanley I don’t even want him dead, But my dog Might blam em  Garbage man , See me with a bag You know it’s tax free In the heart of Miami  Give it to em straight raw Like Jada I’m raspy  In a bucket full of crabs I’m tryna make some Pattie’s  Told Reny, We aaat it! X2 That’s why my! Glizzy super dirty Leave em filthy  Ok, chain around my neck But I feel free Ok, I’ma kill a few Before they kill me  Cause my mama raise And lost a soulja In that field B  Never get too comfortable Had niggas tryna kill me  No fronting On our daredevil Shit be we don’t do no stunting  I can’t f*ck with everybody Cause niggas be fronting  Up early like the garbage man them shots will be dumping x3
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