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Yessir, yessir It’s EBK nigga You know how the f*ck I’m rocking nigga (Yea) Big Pickemup shit nigga S.O.D.S JumpOut Boyz nigga You know what the f*ck going on nigga It get real grimey, Grimey Gang shit nigga Young nigga you can’t play me sweet you get yo ass beat In that jungle with some hustlers ain’t no athletes Every since I lost my pops it made my voice weak I’m living wrong and I hope the Lord don’t take me Nigga this the life we chose and we can’t take it back Everyday a different a homi, gotta toat a strap Niggas dummies, really out here stressing over cat That’s where we different, ‘cause I’m out here tryin’ flip a pack Young nigga you can’t play me sweet you get yo ass beat In that jungle with some hustlers ain’t no athletes Every since I lost my pops it made my voice weak I’m living wrong and I hope the Lord don’t take me Nigga this the life we chose and we can’t take it back Everyday a different a homi, gotta toat a strap Niggas dummies, really out here stressing over cat That’s where we different, ‘cause I’m out here tryin’ flip a pack If it’s smoke pussy nigga let me know then Off the icky, Jaiden got it for the low end Ain’t no love for them thotties that be hoeing I ain’t stupid, they just want me for my potion Long nights doing dirt, I gotta hit a play ‘Cause I’m that nigga in my family gotta pave a way Police asking bout my bloodas, ain’t got shit to say Niggas silly, really trappin’ where his mama stay Really trippin’, really trappin’ where your daughter lay Shit get iffy in the city gotta toat a K I’m too real, I rather die before you see me fake And if I die then ima legend at them Heaven gates Moving slow up off that doadie and that Medicaid Plotting with my bruddas on the daily tryin’ get us paid All these bitches bougie on the gram but all my niggas slayed Kick em’ to curb and use they bestie as up upgrade I ain’t never had to follow, did my own shit And if it’s money then I’m on it, hit my own licks They hit my brother with that dime because his mans snitched But I ain’t trippin’ off that shit ‘cause that was past tense Gotta foreign and she smuggle like her accent Niggas really flexing they mobile with they mans whip And he be acting like he paid but that’s his mans chips Tryin’ ride for other niggas got my mans shipped Young nigga you can’t play me sweet you get yo ass beat In that jungle with some hustlers ain’t no athletes Every since I lost my pops it made my voice weak I’m living wrong and I hope the Lord don’t take me Nigga this the life we chose and we can’t take it back Everyday a different a homi, gotta toat a strap Niggas dummies, really out here stressing over cat That’s where we different, ‘cause I’m out here tryin’ flip a pack Young nigga you can’t play me sweet you get yo ass beat In that jungle with some hustlers ain’t no athletes Every since I lost my pops it made my voice weak I’m living wrong and I hope the Lord don’t take me Nigga this the life we chose and we can’t take it back Everyday a different a homi, gotta toat a strap Niggas dummies, really out here stressing over cat That’s where we different, ‘cause I’m out here tryin’ flip a pack
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