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Baby girl, just call my name if you really need me I've been sittin' on my own, takin' drugs to relieve me I've been rollin' all these woods cause I swear it make it easy Girl, you lie right to my face when you said you'd never leave me I know you see me at your phone Cause I'm just tryna figure out if I'm alone I call you everyday, but I swear I just hear the tone I don't need it, I've been tryin' so hard But my heart keep bleedin And so I keep the rod cause niggas riding on our wave And he gone stamp it on his bro and I'll dig another grave And that nigga steady talkin' where you know I leave him stank I had to burn another shirt cause it had way too many stains And I been pourin' up that drink, that dirty Sprite, f*ck up my kidney And I'ma take her out to Houston wearin' pinks, sippin' that Whitney And I just want another ho, don't want no bitch from this lil' city And I might throw her on the bed she spread her legs say hello kitty And when I'm ridin', yeah, you know I'm ridin' with them slimes And I just wanna do it for my niggas in the sky And when it's my time, no, please do not cry I promise we gon' make it, yeah, girl, we gon' fly I'm sendin' bullets just like I'm Tom Brady in his prime I told my baby that I'm good, I'm out here steady doin' crime These niggas out here pickin', choosin', but I'm always takin' mine F*ck it, take your iron, that nigga keep talkin', you get fried My nigga slidin', yeah, we gone with the wind And you know we never lose, yeah, you know we gon' win I'ma do it for my niggas in that cell and in that pen That nigga talkin' on the net, what they ain't know that we gon' spin I ain't no crip, but double C, we put that nigga there in critical condition We shot up on this block, we pull a mask and we don't leave no witness The way that nigga ran, you might just think he live in planet fitness We shoot him in the mouth, we grab his phone and we call him a dentist That boy say he shoot, we caught him lackin' and we slid up on the avenue And when we shot him and we ran, you know we watched his dude We watch him cry over his body and it made me puke Cause it's his fault that nigga left the house without his tool
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