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Pressure
Back and forth
Type shit you know
I'm Back
Niggas ain't movin wit structure
It's like they need some instructions
Know if the FEDS
Come in town
Then they
Gone tell on each other
Boy that's supposed to be
Yo brother
Same struggle
Different mother
Who the f*ck am I
To judge
Rockin jewelry in this muhfucka
This shit get bright as hell
It's hot as hell
You reach for it
You dyin here
Send some shots
Get you outta here
Don Julio
Ion drink no beer
Get money gut
I'm fat as hell
Ain't recognize me
When I got outta jail
Ain't recognize me
When I got outta jail
I done came home
To some new weather
I gotta move better
Got a few drugs
Make yo mood better
Mo hoes than Hugh Hefner
Leaving feelings in a contraceptive
Bitch you shoulda knew better
Smooth criminal
Like Michael Jackson
Bitch you can't tell me
What bag I'm after
I done came home
To some new weather
I gotta move better
Got a few drugs
Make yo mood better
Mo hoes than Hugh Hefner
Leaving feelings in a contraceptive
Bitch you shoulda knew better
Smooth criminal
Like Michael Jackson
Bitch you can't tell me
What bag I'm after
Sweet baby Jesus
Turned a bag to
Reese's pieces
Nah nigga you ain't seen me
I'm just trappin
On the weekend
Sweets for my sweetest
Duckin dodgin polices
We can split it
Down the middle
We still wouldn't be even
Charge a fee
Just for me breathin
I still gotta raise Leena
When I'm sayin shit
Then I mean it
Don't read into my demeanor
Exercising wit demons
Done turned me into the meanest
I can't sympathize wit weakness
Can't f*ck wit
Niggas that's dreamin
I done came home
To some new weather
I gotta move better
Got a few drugs
Make yo mood better
Mo hoes than Hugh Hefner
Leaving feelings in a contraceptive
Bitch you shoulda knew better
Smooth criminal
Like Michael Jackson
Bitch you can't tell me
What bag I'm after
I done came home
To some new weather
I gotta move better
Got a few drugs
Make yo mood better
Mo hoes than Hugh Hefner
Leaving feelings in a contraceptive
Bitch you shoulda knew better
Smooth criminal
Like Michael Jackson
Bitch you can't tell me
What bag I'm after
Taye you really got me fucked up
I know you see me
Calling yo muthafuckin phone

