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I'm punching glass wishing that my luck would fuckin double up
Eyes wide staring down the barrel of a double pump
Like what the f*ck, I've had enough
Hurry up and get the fucking Backwood stuffed
Take your hoodie down my mans you acting sus'
My momma told me that I'm a dirty fuckin criminal
Took it to the heart and started scamming on the digital
Hit you with my car and make sure the damage critical
This all apart the plan I'm tryna make it to the pinnacle
Starring at a bag full of drugs yelling try me
I used to smoke dope and sniff coke till my eyes bleed
My friends got straps you fight wanna fight pussy try me
Paranoid as f*ck I don't take threats lightly
I don't gotta fight I make friends with my demons
I make bad decisions can't come up with reasons
If it really is some pain and blood that you seeking
The way he do it in the name, my brother Lethal leave you leaking
Pop prescriptions in the evening
Pussy boys be tweaking
In my pictures catch me cheesing yeah?
Yeah
Maybe you the prince
But I am king
You can save ya 2 cents
Cause talk is cheap
Lil boy want smoke
That's an M-I-P
Lemme run it back
Like I-N-T
Maybe you the prince
But I am king
You can save ya 2 cents
Cause talk is cheap
Lil boy want smoke
That's an M-I-P
5k on it
That's a H-I-T
Got these psychopathic tendencies
Stressin' out my enemies
I could end your family tree
Homeboy don't get smart with me
Go on get your company
Show up, still can't f*ck with me
Now y'all niggas got a fee
And back up off my property
Or imma do it properly
See y'all bustas' claimin' bands
When you're with a hoe
Seen your pockets, seen you broke
Man y'all really need some dough
Man y'all really needa bag
Know we're all god sent
Do I really gotta send you back?
I ain't gotta hold a flag
To show you we ain't backin' down
MAD Crew run this part of town,
Sorry blood what's Mackin' now?
I'm on my way to college
I ain't even need the cap n' gown
I ain't even need the cap n' gown
(Got that seltzer water bitch)
Tryna sit back and smoke a sack up,
Don't talk to snakes, fakes, or them jakes
Cause most these niggas say they got your back
Holdin' it down like a wet piece of duct tape,
F*ck fame I'm just in it for the dough
Makin' niggas fold like napkins,
Stay stackin'
Nigga I'm surprised you ain't bring the strap in
But stay strapped in, cause,
Shits abouta get bumpy
No sudden movements
Nigga don't get jumpy
Cause these niggas quick to blast
If they think you up to somethin, see,
But if they start pressin'
Imma be the first one uppercuttin'
Get the party jumpin'
Stay stuntin'
Dressed in black
Whippin' 'lacs
Yeah, the frenzy in my eyes
But envy all in yours,
Cause you know I stay ready for war

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