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From the mud I know some niggas who ain't get out Barely in the club when I visit you don't hear bout it Bitches sick as f*ck when I went up they had to sit out Still be in the cut I guess niggas think I'm rich huh I can't tell you when the last time I picked up Phone on DND but I can see who really missed us I don't take no time to ask all who switched up I know who got love for me and snaking get you sent up Said he loyal to a fault, that'll prolly be his end F*ck you thought the realest niggas always win Put that pressure on your back you woulda caved in Put that pressure on your back you woulda I ain't got nothing to say to niggas other than be out the way I ain't one to play with niggas warning if you say my name Never tried to save a hoe, these hoodies I don't got cape Koopa said it gotta be a hit, I said I got it, wait Way too far ahead on most these niggas and I started late They know I won't quit for them catch me so they gotta hate Praying for the fall off now I pull up and they gotta pay If it ain't no business what you talkin' bout get up out the way I might hit your bitch she eat the dick I put her out the place I ain't playing I'm tryna get rich, I'll rob the bank Don't give no f*ck bout who you with don't talk to me If you ain't talkin' bout getting me rich your talk is cheap Really gotta care about a nigga for it to be beef Piss me off I terrorize a nigga ain't no debrief F*ck a nigga bitch and put her pussy on a repeat Play my shit and bitches get to bussing like a freakniq, yeah She want a real nigga I'm a real nigga still flipping real figures I don't deal with her if I know the field hit her Told 'em chill with it, showed 'em and they still trippin Showed 'em and they still trippinn This why I don't feel niggas Leveled up for real nigga I just need a hunnid' mil' nigga And you know when I get it we gon' step like Left, Right Left, Right Left, Right Better watch your tone or you don't make it home tonight F*ck her 'til she fold I'll have her soul on me for life Left, Right Left, Right Left, Right Better watch your tone or you don't make it home tonight F*ck her 'til she fold I'll have her soul on me for life Aye Aye tell them boys it ain't it Ain't too many hoes that they be cuffing that I can't hit Bitch gon' hit my phone say pull up and I ain't play wit Had to give me dome, beat her back until I ain't fit Never had the Asiks I grew up in K Swiss Ma did what she could, it was times we couldn't pay shit That's what taught me life would come with choices, gotta take risk Pay for the utilities or beg her for the jay six No cable, had two dollar movies out the red box And we ain't return 'em cuz we got 'em off a dead card I remember getting them fake chains out the flea market Rather be in chains than be telling for a plea bargain Bitch I want the bands aye, I don't need a fan page Tryna' get my fam paid without being no damn slave Don't think I'ma cuff her if I know her booty man made Slide up in that pussy, beat it up like Quentin Rampage, yeah She want a real nigga I'm a real nigga still flipping real figures I don't deal with her if I know the field hit her Told 'em chill with it, showed 'em and they still trippin Showed 'em and they still trippinn This why I don't feel niggas Leveled up for real nigga I just need a hunnid' mil' nigga And you know when I get it we gon step like Left, Right Left, Right Left, Right Better watch your tone or you don't make it home tonight F*ck her 'til she fold I'll have her soul on me for life Left, Right Left, Right Left, Right Better watch your tone or you don't make it home tonight F*ck her 'til she fold I'll have her soul on me for life Aye