Fried Baloney

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I can't compete with you niggas (Nah)
You niggas is levels below me (Below me)
I'm like a cooked steak (Steak)
You niggas is fried baloney (Baloney)
Stop telling girls that you know me (Know me)
She know that we really not homies (Word)
It don't take much to see through your lies
Don't look at me dog cause I see the bitch in your eyes
I like when my girl call me cute & do what it do
I might just give her a youth
The way that she talking to me
I think that we gon be gone in a few (Gone)
So what's it gon be I need some trees
Blow out a bag I'm repping that leaf (Hiiileaf)
The taller the tree the deeper the roots
I give up my life like we are Groot
Soil the seed I'm back in the mix
Her attitude strong she giving me lip
Remy & ice I might take a sip
I'm all for the smoke I don't really drink (Smoke)
If shorty's a 10 we might catch flick (Flick)
If shorty's g we might hit a lick (Lick)
Give her the strap fill up the clip
& ride on you suckers make all you strip
Yuh yuh
Make all of you strip
Trip, get a grip yuh
We do a lot for the money (Cash)
The chopper go off on you dummies (Blaow)
You can't f*ck with us cause you bummy (Word)
She fucking with me than she lucky (Lucky)
She's lucky I'm working & hungry (Gyeah)
The goal is to get to this paper (What)
Trying to be all I can be (Be)
You niggas is little we major (Huh)
I can't compete with you niggas (Niggas)
You niggas is levels below me (Below me)
I'm like a cooked steak (Steak)
You niggas is fried baloney (Baloney)
Stop telling girls that you know me (Stop)
She know that we really not homies (Pussy)
It don't take much to see through your lies
Don't look at me dog cause I see the bitch in your eyes
Yuh I see the bitch in your eyes
You don't want this smoke man yo this Hiiileaf check
I shoot a shot & I land on the target
This what we do it for the money like harden
She feed me fruit straight out the garden
All is forbidden don't don't ask for forgiveness or pardon
I gotta pull out the coffin
Lay them to peace for the duly departed
The people be calling in need that of product
I can't f*ck it up & go back to the gutter
All of my girls is butter (Yuh)
Outta this world like no other (Yuh)
Give up the game for no other (Yuh)
Player shit slay a chick, all on a cover
Game for the soul what you need (Need)
Hiiileaf the knowledge is key (Key)
The roots in the earth as tall as the trees
The money be growing like leafs on a tree (Hiiieaf)
I can't compete with you niggas (Niggas)
You niggas is levels below me (Below me)
I'm like a cooked steak (Steak)
You niggas is fried baloney (Baloney)
Stop telling girls that you know me (Stop)
She know that we really not homies (Yuh)
It don't take much to see through your lies
Don't look at me dog cause I see the bitch in your eyes
Aye yo Chilo what up man
Lorenzo Escobar
The one & only
Jon Free
Holler at me yuh

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