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Tell the other dudes they can hit the door
I know you are cautious and unsure
Cause love can complete you or leave you sore
I don't know if you

you play
Rolling with hitters that creep where you stay
Game time bitch I made me a play (Go)
If you gone rock out then do it show me ain't nothing

made me a rack by the time that I finished and sold her
And you know it's a fact, always keep me a stack
Just for a nigga to hold up
My hair getting

and see the whole crowd
Jump up and down, they connect well with the kid
I need me bread for a crib
Then after that need me some more for my mom
So she can

rather Hustle our way Up
How U gone Rob the Goon
This ain't no time to play
We dont do minimum wage
We rather Hustle our way Up
I move that Work by the Day

is the sweats but the drawers are Calvin Klein (Yea)
If you seen me with a bitch for your knowledge I only fuck them
Couldn't even tell you what hits

outside the door, night before, making sure you get in (Come on!)
Now you know when, let me tell you 'bout how it went down
When we came to this little ass

Drippin water niggas stay drippin just like a tap
I took your girl you finna walk in with the claps
If I cop me some kyrie's you know it's raps
Spin through

Your reign, shall end on this day
I can free you
See, our tombstones, marked
By the embers of lives
We destroyed, and dreams
We burned down
Oh why, tell

Go, go
Go, go, go
Woaaahhh
Woah, woah, woah
And fuck what you think, and fuck what they think
We on our shit, It's big SMG shit
Ok then, turn me up

These niggas capping foreal 
Trying get me locked 
So the real don't prevail 
That's why I'm keeping my distance,They'll tell 
Trying hit me up they

my profits I guess you can say I'm on it
And my brother died of gun violence that is why I keep it on me
That sticcy za say bro got gas I tell him

Monica
Omo she gats to understand
Monica
Monica
She don't wanna understand
Monica
Monica
Omo she gats to understand

Would you tell me
Why you act like

one

Tell me who hated by they city
Still never fell to the trap
I'm trying to put my city on the map
I got my fuckin' city on my back
I'm trying to put

(No state has been hit harder by the corona virus)
(It's Derrius Logan)
All my jewelry on when I'm at the house
At the house
Tell me what's wrong why

Daddy and which is Daddy Mack
Now tell me this have you ever met a cat
Who can rap about nothing, yet it sounds so fat
I'm S.P.I.T dog Spitacular, S.I.D.E

help yo way
Of sudden I'm fake
What about sacrifices
I made
Tell me yours
Oh yeah I'll wait

You can't make a bird fly
Or make hoarse drink
Gotta be in

don't do Steve Madden, she do Jimmy Choo
We keep getting more paper, don't know about you
You say you got racks, don't know if it's true
We can tell that

at a loving habitat
Every time I try to turn back she tells me stop drop and rap
Complacency is a trap pick yourself up by boot strap
Keep stacking these tracks

having motion
Dig my feet down in the sand
While I'm gazing at the ocean
Me and Byy like Tom and Gronk
I guarantee you we gone score it
If they running

for Texas, nigga

Bitch, I hear ya talkin'
You about that shit, then take that off
Fake ass niggas gotta lay down
Reppin' H-Town, now a nigga can't play

Will always be safe
Covenant baby, we up in the wraith
I'm sorry my brother, I never had faith
You can just tell by the look on my face
What a disgrace

They 'gon hate me for this one aye, aye

Aye, you know what's really wild?
That your own son calling you a pedophile
Why you getting called that
By

the sex appeal
Music for your ears and you can get to feel (Uh huh)
Respected by people in the mainstream
But me and dem don't have the same dream
I'm in