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If 9 deuce was the truce, what happened in 9 tray My weapon ain't cold, my seven unload Ain't no biggie when you hear me send 2 pops Do not Be in the way or you will say "Aw I be shot" Moneyside is 71st by the river Murdaside is 61st, did I make you shiver Here's to the folks that walk, no need to talk To get a ride, I hi-side when I got to slide by y'all Scary niggas say southside don't know how to act Can't compare to London square, fairmount or tamarack Out north, Morningstar to the V with the macks Comanche to turley, my boots touched all these streets I'm such a Tulsa nigga, I sleep good through thunder and hurricanes Walk to the liquor store, they know my favorite slurricane I ain't gonna lie, I ain't gon try to be a savior or hero if I tried, y'all never care tho, im still a weirdo F*ck a regret, ima keep it moving, do it best Live life without a tribe, still peace of mind upon this quest John must lost his mind, Johnny must lost his sense Johnathan must lost his head, Winter actually talking shit Quadjay do something, don't just write it, On the beat I ice it Quick slick like Rick, Thunder wonder, I spit lighting Rainy day, I brag about how I make people stay away That's 5 personalities off the top of my head, why f*ck wit Jay Look who coming around the corner, trynna throw up a set Said we ain't fucking with his gang, on his life, you wanna bet? You wanna die, don't wanna fight, nah you wanna text F*ck that, you just got a chin that I just wanna checc Mann I don't know what the f*ck to do Trynna live for the present and the future but the past got the proof System fucked up so now I'm just mad at the school I can't lie, I was also hella bad in them schools Drinking, wannabe banging, acting mad with them fools they passed so I had to leave them in the past, wish they was passing through The high coming down, where I'm crashing to Finna be moody but be thinking I'm just mad at you Orange bottle with no soda, just prescription Gave me double dosage, guess doc don't wanna another visit Got my medical card, I'm in the crib, getting lifted Po a tray in a brisk, that's a different kinda twisting Virgin to Cherry, working heavy deadly around the clock Graveyard shift while the devil hanging on my jock