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Ya'll niggas think me depressing But i know you would fold if you ever saw what goes through my head when im stressing About to cop me grip, i put my faith and my trust into this Shit, i might say a prayer to my smith and wesson I'll call it professor, if he tries to test me, i'll clap this eraser to teach him a lesson Dont play with the boy Im off bacardi, you can't f*ck with me if you wanted to And i like it like that Little bro, he's bagged for body, but that's cuz the press went and lied in the article I got this plasma-ray pistol, he leaves, i dismissed him Cuz this shit'll turn him to particles I'm about to send him to Cyprian So they could chat about how i just made him a martyr too Bitch, i been nice since the Carter 2 Yeah, i been part of some f*ck shit, I'm different Cuz you made that f*ck shit a part of you Ain't no excuses, you act like turkey, you can't get a prezi to pardon you Talking real hot, 'til my bro pull up tripping Hit 3 in a row, yeah, he shoot like a starter do Give it to son, he ain't cry but he wanted to Im about to cop me a Q Nah, i might just cop me a QP I might just pour me a deuce Won't hit the club, i guess it dont suit me Free my heart out the can He in the jam Thinking how bad can they do me Learning he ain't got friends Don't mean to offend But how can he do what he doing I made promise that i can't go back on I know i fell, in the summer im back on I'ma go ghost soon as i get this Pac on Im makin hits soon as i turn my Mac on Stay out the way cuz these niggas is snakes I done fed you with no food on my plate Cant say im fake Ya'll niggas think me depressing But i know you would fold if you ever saw what goes through my head when im stressing About to cop me grip, i put my faith and my trust into this Shit, i might say a prayer to my smith and wesson I'll call it professor, if he tries to test me, i'll clap this eraser to teach him a lesson Dont play with the boy Ya'll niggas think me depressing But i know you would fold if you ever saw what goes through my head when im stressing About to cop me grip, i put my faith and my trust into this Shit, i might say a prayer to my smith and wesson I'll call it professor, if he tries to test me, i'll clap this eraser to teach him a lesson Dont play with the boy
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