Key: D# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Baby mama say I'm trippin',
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I don't take they shit
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if he ain't my partner
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If a nigga say I got him,
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then I probably got him
you ain't my dude
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You be with that friendly shit,
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bitch, it ain't no rules
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I'll show you I get ignorant,
I'm out my body on them narcos
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Bitch, I survive through the
flame like I'm Charco's
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Shit, I'm bout my cheese
like Belle Vita, bitch
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You gotta pop my dry, that brown
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1500 Flagman iron when you see me,
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bitch
I'm probably jammin' that lil' shooter,
screamin' free
My nigga Teddy probably
screamin' free
Frankie with his black ass
I know you niggas
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probably sleepin' on my mixtape
But wake him up, nigga
I hear everybody rappin' killin'
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you just tryna be that fuckin' nigga
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I just stood and watched my nigga
New Guard was takin' him,
but I know that bitch ain't wanna leave
We used to dream on Lamborghinis,
tryna pick a color
You know that shit fuckin' with me,
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Take one more ride with that bitch up in that Ca
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dillac Fugazer niggas say they down,
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but they was never down
When we was broke and ridin' bikes,
them niggas runnin' around
When we was buyin' a 50 -pack
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just to get some bread
When we was takin' nigga shit
just to get ahead
Large chasers, I was fat,
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this shit ain't easy, nigga
I reach the top
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my niggas with me
I do this for my Uncle 50
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Shit, I got my first cookie
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from my Uncle Davin
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I promise save a lot of niggas
drop that shit and bring it back
In the trenches where the mojo
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-headed smokers hangin' at
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I be still in the fuckin' hood, bitch, yeah
I reach the top and I'ma look
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threw some shit up in a cup
But it's like ridin' a bike,
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you never lose a touch
Head -bustin' cartel, nigga, throw it up
I probably got a couple bands
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nose and I will pop it
And save a lot of niggas,
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be like, never stop it
I love my ainty, so I listen, bitch,
like a cut -off stockin'
Them niggas tell me, switch my style,
they tell me, keep my time,
bitch I do what I wanna do,
shit, who gon' stop me?
Livin' this desert, eager,
got me cocky like I'm Rockets
but y 'all ain't fuckin',
we ain't stoppin'
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And yeah, you got your money,
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And rest in peace, my brother,
bubble bitch, that's what I'm yellin'
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Put that shit in a bag,
put that shit in your deck
Hope your bitch don't show concern,
cause I'ma get at that hoe neck
she watchin' me like I'm cable
she just know I got some paper Tupac,
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