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I've had enough
I'm headed for the crown
I'm twistin' em up
Styrofoam cup
Full of that brown
Real rappers keep on dying
They just shot a man down
Ke-ke-keeping my composure
Makin' moves
Around my town
They like
Aye, hold up
Good smoke roll up
I spent over 5 bands
To get my neck
Ready for summer
You might catch me
In that hoe
Or you might
Catch me in that runner
Shit get too hot
Then I'm cooling
Either way
I'm doin' numbers

Play with mine
A getcha gone
Blowin' pine
We call it strong
Watch ya tone
How ya speak
Lil bitch
Because you said it wrong
Check my money
Bet it's long
Not just the spread
On my arm
Birmingham my
Stomping grounds
You can quickly
Lose ya life
Quarter pound
Around my neck and
I ain't talking
Bout the price
Y'all be coppin' it
While you still broke
Can't go and buy it twice
Play it smart live it right
Favorite part
My wrist is bright
Say I'm hard
Bitch ain't lying
I got hard
Shit on fire
Welcome to my city folk
Ain't none of us city folk
They think I'm a point
So I had to run
The give and go
Flip the 2 into the 4
I'm into shit
That you wouldn't know
Belly life
Influential
That shit pop off
I bet he don't

I've had enough
I'm headed for the crown
I'm twistin' em' up
Styrofoam cup
Full of that brown
Real rappers keep on dying
They just shot a man down
Ke-ke-keeping my composure
Makin' moves
Around my town
They like
Aye, hold up
Good smoke roll up
I spent over 5 bands
To get my neck
Ready for summer
You might catch me
In that hoe
Or you might
Catch me in that runner
Shit get too hot
Then I'm cooling
Either way
I'm doin' numbers

It's to God
That I made it far
Hard like a 80's car
Now I'm in the mall daily
Point say I want it all
Different states
Running laps
Makin' it shake
Runnin' backs
Call it hate
But I ain't fuckin' with it
If it ain't bringing a hunnid back
Had friends
Ain't love me back
Bout that cheese
Don't f*ck with rats
I made that trip
Brought some back
2 Gs like I work at Saks
Expensive taste like Berkin bags
My bitch rock a
Michael Kors
Snatch the brick
I'm out the door
Funny I should
Say outdoors
Because I'm just a
Country boy
Same plug for 15 (Shit)
What you think he
Front me for
For 15
They gon' hunt ya boy
Eat em up like lunchables
Weed got me
Feelin' comfortable
Chain hanging
Don't tuck it in
Flame banging
What's up with it
Honestly I don't
F*ck with em'
Now when they hit my line
I hit decline
Cause it's f*ck a friend
Chain hang
Don't tuck it in
Flame banging
What's up with it
Honestly I don't
F*ck with em'
Now when they hit my line
I hit decline
Because it's f*ck a friend

When they hit my line
I hit decline
Cause it's f*ck a friend

I really gave y'all motherfucking
Chance after chance after chance
Now ya gotta move bitch
Make way

I've had enough
I'm headed for the crown
I'm twistin' em' up
Styrofoam cup
Full of that brown
Real rappers keep on dying
They just shot a man down
Ke-ke-keeping my composure
Makin' moves
Around my town
They like
Aye, hold up
Good smoke roll up
I spent over 5 bands
To get my neck
Ready for summer
You might catch me
In that hoe
Or you might
Catch me in that runner
Shit get too hot
Then I'm cooling
Either way
I'm doin' numbers

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