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Nigga I'm from Tulsa, where you can't buy respect bitch What's with the set switch, nigga deserve his neck slit Come off the vlone and your necklace Watch exchange, I can not complain about breakfast And your big homie is a bitch, if he could, he would Nigga lie so much, that yeah, he kinda remind me of Suge I heard you talking shit but i know you hang with the lames Stay in your lane, I'll get folks to get the sig? blow out your brains Ain't shit gon change, especially since nobody know you Stop getting on Facebook and snap, getting overly vocal Snitching like a mothetfucka, bitching like a motherfucka I should rob you again, my trigger finger itching like a motherfucka Get the body then ditch the motherfucka I ain't did it motherfucka Different mission Motherfucka A lot on my mind but not on my plate Plot on my grind, never fueled by hate Make a plan, fuc a hand out, find make a chase Claim the 7, take the ace, make it rock, make it shake Make it bubble, make it hubble, make it break Crack rock, dope shit I'm hopeless, can't take a break Tree get me high, let me bake, nkigga cookies The one in city is mid, I took a trip, shortstop the rookies Look he that Riverside nigga Where they ride bikes? Around 61? never mind nigga Where you at, heller park get hella dark, I'm wandering Doing whatever, did shit out of character, pondering Only break bread with one nigga, circle is a dot Paranoid because I be wilding, got me feeling like Pac Blacc Cadillac with the cream top, system that knock It can be yella, red, or chocolate bone, she still on my Don't even say that My mom won't play that All that money you talk, in my sleep, i can make that Sigs and Smif n wessun, without a question No more half stepping, you must've been stressing to be without a weapon It's crazy, blazing til 5 am Say I'm not a pothead but I am him The kid that have no friends Don't know how to live Because he don't wanna forgive niggas For the gay shit I'm not the one to be play with I'll accept the apology, still ain't change shit Go on about your day bitch gorillas wanna jump you because it ain't shit My drank is ancient That's what my blunt is lace with Peach Nehi with a 6 is how I chase it In case I have my sleeping trouble Dank, drank, poccet full of hunnid keep me humble Than a motherfucka I bring the ruckus like a bunch of Staten Island niggas Got a killarmy btw.. free that nigga Killa sin Militant, camo gear with the polo boot Don't let me get a gun, my nickname would be Quad don't shoot Nah nah don't do that Always trying to f*ck up the vibe
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