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Stay true to myself But I'm lying to my bitch I ain't come from silver spoons bitch I worked for this Posted in the Nine Stop sign on my hip Bitch I'm where the Woos at and I still got the blick Bitch I feel like Payton niggas hatin' send a blitz Bitch I feel like paintin' bring yo face and bring yo lips Up my sleeve I got them tricks I treat money like my bitch swear I done got pussy whipped Man I swear this shit get frio Police pull up on me act like I only speak creole Check say a hunnid thou add another zero Dior cape hero You get played EVO All my dogs pit bulls I ain't talkin' Ne-Yo See me when the clip full All my dogs drawn with them jawns f*ck a pencil Eat with no utensils Watch who you speakin' to You get hit up in yo jaw they fuckin' up your dental Maleficent mental I be scammin' I be schemin' Tryna pray to god around the demons Feelin' like a prophet imma find my way to Egypt Man I feel like Mr. Crawford Ain't no cappin' when I'm speakin' only action when I'm speakin' yea that's verbs nigga Smokin on the herbs nigga I just got the urge to turn this bitch into the purge nigga Fuckin' up the bread you abusin' what you earn nigga That dirty money evidence when the feds overturn niggas So what's the word nigga I swear I'm fresh to def Man I put on this drip and I can't hear niggas Please back the f*ck up If you take that second step you gon' blink and then be talkin' to a nurse nigga Oh my god This ain't checkers this is chest But I don't care bout how they move I ain't concerned with 'em Came from the dirty yea lil nigga bought them germs with 'em Something can burn with 'em You know that he stern with 'em Big muddy On the moon I feel like Kid Cudi Greats what I did study Now I'm makin' hits for these Hoes that don't love me they just wan' take the dick from me Stick and move they can't take no hits from me I ain't have my wake and bake this mornin' so I'm a bit grumpy Take it out on f*ck niggas yea that's all they get from me Niggas think they slick runnin' Dick up in they bitch tummy I might dap you up but that's all that you gon' get buddy Gotta tell these niggas get from me Meet up in the partments Smoke one in the staircase I know young niggas that'll do a drill bare face They gon' walk 'em down leave that nigga with a tear face I been in tune with members but I still don't know real names The streets is a revolving door ain't gon' ever be a real change Niggas know me where I'm from ain't experience no real fame Niggas told me where you from you ain't experience no real pain Lil nigga I be ridin' You in other niggas beef why you sidin' Push that 'Tayga down the street up the mileage Pull up ginger and discreet move in silence Thinkin' they could f*ck with me them niggas wylin' Niggas buggin'
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