| I need my... I need my-y-y |
| I need my dog back |
| Know to fuck a bitch and call back, I'm with all that, Ay |
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| Fuck lounging, more than half of these hoes hounding |
| Drowning, bust-down every nigga, around me |
| You looking for me? Yeah, yeah, you just found me |
| I don't smoke, but ounce me |
| Pocket full of all beans, eighteen, all me |
| 'Mr.Go-Upstairs', what they call me |
| Little niggas trying to off me, I'm on though |
| Ain't no hiding when I want smoke, I'm grown bro |
| But I keep .40, bitch, 'cause I don't know |
| Hoodie on me, you see what's pocking |
| Keep your eye on bro, shoot my youngin to the O |
| Niggas talking down on bro |
| Shoot my youngin towards they hoe |
| He foul with it, she ain't going in, if I don't hit it |
| Real talk, my smile bright, but I get real dark |
| Ain't talking, just going to up something |
| What's the number? But more importantly, who all with you? |
| 'Cause for that pape', we handle all 'issues' |
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| Bag gone, I'm on |
| Slapping, that's my phone |
| Sneak dissing, I'm with it |
| Why? 'Cause I'm living |
| Fuck how ya'll feeling |
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| Bag gone, I'm on |
| Slapping, that's my phone |
| Sneak dissing, I'm with it |
| Why? 'Cause I'm living |
| Fuck how ya'll feeling |
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| I ain't never gave a fuck about a bitch |
| About a slut, about a hoe counting my pockets |
| Bro, 'cause I'm popping |
| These niggas Perc ten's |
| Nigga, I'm Oxy's |
| Same nigga main man's, nigga, I dropped him |
| Hellcat, seventeen, nigga, I copped it |
| East side of the city, nigga, I locked it |
| Niggas say they fucking with me? I doubt it |
| 'Bo's, 'beans', 'dog' and lean, nigga, my topics |
| I'm not stopping, you don't like it? Nigga, stop watching |
| I stopped copping, had to front a couple |
| My new whites, I don't want to touch them |
| Don't want to hug, I just want to fuck you |
| Now she in love, heard a nigga coming |
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| Bag gone, I'm on |
| Slapping, that's my phone |
| Sneak dissing, I'm with it |
| Why? 'Cause I'm living |
| Fuck how ya'll feeling |
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| Bag gone, I'm on |
| Slapping, that's my phone |
| Sneak dissing, I'm with it |
| Why? 'Cause I'm living |
| Fuck how ya'll feeling |
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