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FAR Munchyy

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Yeah man, it's FAR Duke man, you know what the f*ck it is
I be home real soon (Uh)
(Uh) Holding shit down from in the cage (Uuhh)
You know what the f*ck it is, big two hundred and seventy-six shit man (Spartan!)
Free the real
We be home real, fucking, soon (Aye, Aye)
These niggas (Made it through the rain)
These niggas really be mad at me, like
(Cior did this shit) Yo
Like I ain't the one that started all of this shit
I'm confused (Aye, yeah, yeah)
These niggas hating on the kid, they know they better stop (Uh, uh, ah)
I stay out with that Glock
A nigga play then he get popped (BOW!)
And I remember who did me wrong on my way to the top
Bitch I came off that block
Selling dope and ready rock (Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah) And I done made it through the rain
Some shit just ain't the same
'Lotta niggas really changed
Man that shit fucked up my brain
And I know you don't feel my pain
This shit is not a game
Man these niggas worse than bitches, trying to chase after the fame
And this shit is not the same, why niggas change on me?
I ain't even rey go in the stu and bluff
I'mma give some pain to 'em
What you know 'bout hopping out in all black?
Tryn' get ya "Bang!" on?
They want me cut up the heat but I always keep my flame on
We might come
Switch it up
You see us
Move around
They depending on me now
I refuse to let 'em down
They wasn't there when we was climbing
F*ck, we ain't grind for this shit?
How you acting like you gang, ain't sling no iron for this shit?
These niggas hating on the kid, they know they better stop (Uh, uh, ah)
I stay out with that Glock
A nigga play then he get popped (BOW!)
And I remember who did me wrong on my way to the top
Bitch I came off that block
Selling dope and ready rock (Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah) And I done made it through the rain
Some shit just ain't the same
'Lotta niggas really changed
Man that shit fucked up my brain
And I know you don't feel my pain
This shit is not a game
Man these niggas worse than bitches, trying to chase after the fame
Shit, I'm knowing I'm that nigga, Louis shades, I'm Johnny Cage
And I been hugged the block, the older niggas say I made a way
And she goin' f*ck all on the gang because she know we have our way (Ohh, ohh)
Shit, I took wins and I took losses, some my losses saved my day
Money
Drugs
The lean all in my system (Money, drugs)
I'm feeling sluggish
Mud
(Feeling sluggish, drugs) The bitch try and say she love me
Doing good all by myself, I 'ont need your drugs, I 'ont need your money
They ain't f*ck with the kid, now they f*ck with the kid
Can't get not one thing from me (Uh, uh, uh)
Free da guys
These niggas hating on the kid, they know they better stop
I stay out with that Glock
A nigga play then he get popped (BOW!)
And I remember who did me wrong on my way to the top
Bitch I came off that block
Selling dope and ready rock
And I done made it through the rain
Some shit just ain't the same
'Lotta niggas really changed
Man that shit fucked up my brain
And I know you don't feel my pain
This shit is not a game
Man, these niggas worse than bitches, trying to chase after the fame
(Cior did this shit)

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