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Tell me what the f*ck I'm bout to do
Tell me what the f*ck I got to prove
I ain't got shit to say to you
I'm really spitting this for me
When I start rapping in the booth
And ain't nobody telling it no more
So I'm telling the truth
I keep receipts I got the proof
I was trying to feed the troops
Take a trip bring home the loot
I'm doing shit you'd never do
Now my back against the wall behind the closed curtain
I feel like I'm feeling it most of all of those hurting
I'll do it barefoot in the sun you know my toes hurting
But you will never catch me slipping
And that's how I keep these hoes lurking

Bottle after bottle I might sip until my vison blurry
Shit we seen was never clean I swear it left my vision dirty
Making tough decisions I made mama intuition worried
Praying I see 25 cause I cant even picture 30
I wake up and hit the blunt and then proceed to get it early
Staying 10 I'm feeling sturdy
Life will knock you off your pivot
Knew I was that nigga
When they heard got to wake up and get it
I got hit a lick and split it
Really should've kept it all
But that ain't my nature
And I know that that's gone be the fall
That's why I learn from my mistakes
Got exactly what it takes
I'm gone pass out all the plates
And make sure mama flex on all them bitches
When she pull up in the wraith
Ain't no telling what's gone happen
Hope my brother beat his case
When he beat it I'm gone give him 50
Put it in a Chase
Now we done struggling, hustling and bustling
As shorties we were tussling
And now we riding Cullinan
I been seeing through the fake
I'm done with all the lies
All the hate that's in disguise
If you knew you'd really be surprised
I'm connected everywhere
I built this shit up through the ties
I'm gone keep on building
Cause they say the limit is the skies

I'm telling it straight I'm really giving you the truth
I keep receipts I got the proof
I was trying to feed to the troops
Take a trip bring home the loot
I'm doing shit you'd never do
Now my back against the wall behind the closed curtain
I feel like I'm feeling it most of all of those hurting
I'll do it barefoot in the sun you know my toes hurting
But you will never catch me slipping
And that's how I keep these hoes lurking

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