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Look, got out the way cause I could see how they was actin' fake Let my money talk so I won't hear what niggas have to say You would think I'm married if you seen the way I stack the cake On my Dexter shit, I'm kickin' Deedee out the lab today Who the hell that boy think he is, he talkin' mad shit I've been on my bullshit, stuntin' on my last chick I'm the type to turn a bad bitch into a sad bitch Thought she was gon' play me till I showed her I'm a savage 1500 block, remember back when I ain't had shit Runnin' out the store with enough to fill up a basket JohnDoe he was trappin' and dodgin' the paddy wagons Run up and it was tragic, put his ass in a casket "JT why you leave that hoe alone?" Cause she dramatic Talkin' crazy, actin' like her pussy never had dick Told the hoe to let me breathe, you know I'm asthmatic Tryna freeze my heart and turn that hurt into a Patek Real ass nigga from the jump, I been that Demons tryna take me out, I tell them niggas spin back Smack him with the yopper, now he askin' for his chin back I told you I was crazy, I don't know why you ain't get that I'm never with the chit-chat, unless you talking big stacks The shit that I be peepin' make me laugh My bitch keep actin' up shit, think that make me mad I see a bag of money, that shit make me glad Just like when I walk in the club, thotties shakin' ass I got felonies, so Moe, he got the glizzy And for some change, that nigga smoke you like a blizzy In the stew, I poured the four inside the fizzy Your bitch hit me on FaceTime, I told her I was busy The day I lost my nigga Gnim, I lost my mind too Woke me up about some shit that I was blind to So I got all my bullshit and all my grind too Body slammin' everything, I put my mind to You want beef with JT, you must be doin' lines Cause if I beat a nigga ass, I'm back to doin' time My last chick was trash, now I got a stupid dime Stupid titties, stupid ass with some stupid thighs How you a hustler, but you askin' for my cash app Remember back when I was broke, like where the gas at Walkin' up in Family Dollar, gettin' cash back Stealin' hotties, I'm so thankful that I'm past that When I was locked up, I seen a lot of niggas fold Tryna holler at my bitch, a lot of niggas bold Niggas two-toned, think I need bout two poles When I die, put the realest nigga on my tombstone
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