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(Know we kill)
(Know we kill)
(We don't fight fair)
(We don't fight fair)
(Know we kill)
(We don't fight fair)
Hold up(Huh huh huh huh)
Yeah yeah I'm in the mufuckin trap you a bizznyeitch (huh huh huh)
Yeah I heard you gotta strap but Yeen gone shoot that shit (huh huh huh)
Yeah you ain't getting no money you a bizznyeitch (huh huh huh)
I got me some money ain't no cizznyeap (cizznyeapp)
Bippity bippity bippity bap
Taking that money no bail (bail)
Running it up like the stairs (stairs)
Counting it up like the steps (steps)
Feeling this shit like it's braille
Hoes inside the lair
They get no money for real , this shit for real
Run up the money no cap
I was sitting right there at the Shell
Had to earn me some stripes like the ref
Diamond water on me Michael Phelps
May Day, May Day, May Day, imma outta breath
If it ain't bout the bands then I swear I don't care
Oh ,hold up I had to carve me a niche
Swerving that lambo swerving that rover swear I cannot be a new lick
Swerve with the chop I'm not in a Lyft
The streets done got hot go check on the temp
I walk with the fire I gotta limp
Bitch ass nigga I heard you a simp
Hold up lil bit know imma pimp
Hold up ion even be on shit
I sit in the stu and I chill
Came from the 2-5 yeah that's the bricks
Crazy as hell you signing deals
Came from the bottom I know had the problems but I had to cut all ties
Bentley it sit in the cut and I swear ion even touch it and ion know why
Yeah it's hard to trust hard to trust these niggas be telling these lies
Yeah don't pardon us and tarnish us that nigga get killed and he die
Yeah I been in the kitchen whipping this shit I might cook a whole pie
Yeah I ain't tripping off shit 3M pull out the fire I know that they hide
(Know we kill)
(Know we kill)
(We don't fight fair)
(We don't fight fair)
(Know we kill)
(We don't fight fair)
(Huh huh huh huh)
Yeah yeah I'm in the mufuckin trap you a bizznyeitch (huh huh huh)
I heard you gotta strap but Yeen gone shoot that shit (huh huh huh)
You ain't getting no money you a bizznyeitch (huh huh huh)
I got me some money ain't no cizznyeap (cizznyeapp)
Bippity bippity bippity bap
Taking that money no bail (bail)
Running it up like the stairs (stairs)
Counting it up like the steps (steps)
Feeling this shit like it's braille
Hoes inside the lair
They get no money for real , this shit for real
I'm in the mufuckin trap you a bizznyeitch (huh huh huh)
I heard you gotta strap but Yeen gone shoot that shit (huh huh huh)
You ain't getting no money you a bizznyeitch (huh huh huh)
I got me some money ain't no cizznyeap (cizznyeapp)
Bippity bippity bippity bap
Taking that money no bail (bail)
Running it up like the stairs (stairs)
Counting it up like the steps (steps)
Feeling this shit like it's braille
Hoes inside the lair
They get no money for real , this shit for real
(Huh huh huh huh)
Yeah they told me to sell my sold they said I won't gone make it
Yeah they I told these lame ass niggas they hoes and they ain't got patience
They told me to sell my soul I told em that shit depends
Yeah it depends on how many M's imma count in the end
Yeah it depends how many M's imma give my friends
Yeah, yeah it depends how many M's imma give my brother
Yeah my brother he told me that we was grave from the bottom,
I remember the times we ain't have dollars yeah we was sharing the same clothes
Swear I don't do too much
I swear I don't talk too much
Yeah I swear I don't give a f*ck, no a lil hoe can't have my love
Came out the bottom I know that my money is calling me I gotta get in a rush
Back in that 2020 I remember these niggas was gunning for me but I had to adjust
Hunnids on hunnids hunnids I got hunnids on fifties I'm outta twenties made it outta the mud
Hold up hold up hold up hold up hold up hold up
I'm rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling
Got Chrome Heart's and the ice that sit on my shoulder way back in day I swear it was colder
Crazy how things a chance once yo ass get a taste of that mufuckin pill
They told me way back in the day they was selling they soul I swear I ain't think it was real
And yeah you a lame you change on yo gang you change on yo bros just for some Mil's
And I ain't gone change not on my gang
N-G-F-E that's what it is

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