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And doing thangs that make you like me
I'm just here to let you know
It ain't a lot of niggas like me

Bitch you know I'm
Chi born , Mil raise
Northside, 2 6

Yea yo time coming for you niggas tryna play me
Give a inch they take a mile but trust me ima get emm
Pick a side ain't no middle if u ain't wit me then

that it's cruel and your oyster I guess it just depends on the school of thought
I'm caught in the middle
Stumped by this riddle big picture I'm stuck

Raised by yo people but u got influenced
Like the fuck is you doing
Tryna fight them drugs might up losing
popping them thangs you don't know what you

thangs
Like a Hawk or Pelican
I'm nestled in the game
Plotting, reminiscing
Thinking bout how far I've came
It's paper bandit business
Bout to take over

I talked to a fella he said that he trynna cop like a middle man
And then that little fella he try to play me for the bag  he made yeah
And then that

introduce me with a drum roll
Hit the booth letting off steam like tug boat
Melting pot southern made swimming in the gumbo
Stand by my beliefs and they

Promise we're fine
I want all that for you plus more, we will get by
Life ain't easy, please believe me
Ma work too hard for us to live on Dream Street Fly

at my phone at home, I got this chop ready to creep
Like, why the fuck they hating? Why they try to play me
They criticize me daily, but I don't let them

like a pencil we fill him with lead
Don't want to play cause my shooter named Fred
He got that s*** that can take off your head
He got that s*** that can

vibrate
I'm doing my best to, Let you know I feel the same
But I can't find words, I know that THAT sounds lame
So let me start by sayin
I'm not the person,

Townhouse out the way, man the rent ain't no thang
If you see me with a chick she prolly make her own change
$100 t-shirt, and a cool gold chain
Feet

Got to cleaning out my closet gotta ready up
Been tryna take it step by step its time to level up
And though the road may twist and turn I learned

feel betrayed
Me and my niggas really really realer we don't fuck with lames
Got some niggas in the trenches in the slums with them thangs
With that

the way a nigga do thangs
Cause I'm a music dude
Whose brain's like a Rubik's Cube
Twisted like Twizzlers
My thoughts licorice
And for the ten percent
I

Keep that thang locked and loaded when you wanna play.
 Stretch his body like a hunnit page essay 
No casket for him cuz he sinkin down in the lake 
His

plans
Niggas be speaking on my name but I made em ran
Baby
You should listen to my voice
Ion give a fuck baby yeah i bring you joy
Any nigga play ima hit

(bridge)
any other way that is not my way do not exist
anybody here not stamped by dre is not legit
u will never get a love song from me i am not

yo ass off
My step daddy Darrell taught me how to play broad
And how to cut game like a mutherfuckin chainsaw
Mane, I hate the police
Lawyers got me

I'm on a wave doin' my thang
Keeping my distance, floating away
To da next page, stuff had to change
I can't get lazy, way too creative
Know I'm

up together
To sit laugh and play
Like we did back in the day
The last things I said was "how you holding up bro"
You said "just chillin gettin high"
I

Shooters go Steph Curry when its gun time
I’m tryna change my people’s 
Way of thought
If we all get together and just play or part
We can really change

can tell it all
Just throw me in the booth, I'm burn it down, I'm ready to tear it off
I just try to spin it, call the play, them niggas air balled
I

first pistol, .38 special
I used to hide that motherfucker in the wall by the dresser
Then I started hustling, pushing weight like a wrestler
Hustled