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Yeah.
Imagine we get to do it all again.
And if so, I want to do it all again.
Maybe this time I can stop my brother from hanging himself
in the bullpen.
I miss my country fresh.
Megan Hood as well.
Put a jump in front of the bullet of G-Nice as well.
Let go a lot of so-called friends as well.
Motherfuckers and Snitcher boy,
all for the love of that money.
Try hitting me over my head with dumbbells.
The hood saying I'm kingpin.
Studying my numbers.
Other kids ones worry about me.
They should be doing my runs forever.
Chasing paper.
Kicking them haters to the sidelines.
Shorty wrestling in bed with me.
Battling throwing her ass back like it was grind times.
Claiming it's a love thing,
but really it's dollars and times.
Love getting gingerbread.
So I believe she wants to bloodshed.
Clutching a 4'5 with a round head.
Niggas playing for keeps.
I refuse to have a hard head.
Niggas will body you for nothing.
So I load the ARs with hollow heads.
She get her best head.
Overshot the Patron.
And she be all over the kid like bottles of Gucci cologne.
My fam say I'm a ghetto celeb.
But honestly I ain't famous at all.
Take the stand and lie for my family.
Cause blood run thicker than stonewall.
Word.
Snitches for birds.
No man left behind.
Die for the herds.
Take it to the grave.
Release no past words.
Seasons of change and these nerds.
Be laying by the banks and thug the birds.
Ready to put the 40 cal to your gut.
Anything gets sold they want to cut.
My brother's keeper.
Wesley on the roof.
MG Money gotta die.
Cause he done brought a leak to the crew.
Niggas will throw you in the loo.
The playgrounds of modern day Battlefield.
No blogs.
I'm the real school.
Bad bags.
The dope.
Call it the cold suit.
Everyday a struggle.
Thugs looking to recoup.
We living in recession.
Looking to regrow.
Matter of fact.
Not for nothing.
I'm dynamite.
Niggas is the inside to me.
Freezing.
Cartier diamond.
Playing a part of Black Caesar.
Faces posted on the doors of two floors.
Living in the snitch fever.
On my red cafe.
Yelling, shake down, waving a meat cleaver.
Conquer worldwide.
I'm from a little town.
Niggas claiming they riding with me.
But I'm wondering if they really down.
Like being back to back with me.
Gunning at a hometown.
That's 5 Vin Diesel with a gunpowder compound.
That's why I never count on them.
Just overcome them.
Stiff as paper my nigga.
However we gotta go and get them.
My life just flashed by.
I wanted to tag this one chick for a minute.
Life short.
So baby stop playing games.
My penthouse in NYC is perfect.
Bust to come up with nicknames.
Strobe light.
Moonlight.
The price you pay to go from under balls to the main snake bite.
My life just flashed by.
I wanted to tag this one chick for a minute.
Life short.
So baby stop playing games.
My penthouse in NYC is perfect.
Bust to come up with nicknames.
Strobe light.
Moonlight.
The price you pay to go from under balls to the main snake bite.
My
life just flashed by.
I wanted to tag this one chick for a minute.
Life short.
So baby stop playing games.
My penthouse in NYC is perfect.
Bust to come up with nicknames.
Strobe light.
Moonlight.
The price you pay to go from under balls to the main snake bite.
My life just flashed by.
I wanted to tag this one chick for a minute.
Life short.
So baby stop playing games.
My penthouse in NYC is perfect.
Bust to come up with nicknames.
Strobe light.
Moonlight.
The price you pay to go from under balls to the main snake bite.
I wanted to tag this one chick for a minute.

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