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like our lives
Flashing by, I saw you think
""There's got to be a point
Where arcs collide, and they converge
Into a straight line
Which no distance

the F' I'm gonna do
With the other three
Damn... Damn
There go my mans 
Drop four shots of Henrock 
By then I'm slammed 
Dut duuh dut 
Nevermind that

Read war and peace when learning how to war with the police
And fuck the other streets, rhythm fire heat to the drumbeats
And fighting back turns

til the end of the month 
Pull up to the hood n my other car 
Getting to money I got super hard 
I heard conversation like 
He ain't gone make it 
Now

and they throw me to the field
Rest in peace to all my cuzzos from the block and thats foreal
Police just love to do the clapping doing way more claps than

weakness everytime when the bread is mentioned
Me and the bros every step of the way without my niggas I don't know if would've made it today
I see you

a must
100 brothas deep inside a house that you can trust
‘Til some shit pop off and one of us is locked for drugs
Then the police crack him open like

right by the ounce
If the police pull me over I ain't ever comin out
But ay salute to all my soldjas out their slinging all them rounds
They bring

me but this Earth to grind
Slaving on land that was mine from the beginning of time
Fondling the children and starving them by the fence
Not

or your uncle or your lover

If you have a racist friend
Now is the time, now is the time for your friendship to end

Be it your best friend
Or any other
Is

baby batter on her eye
Met her on Tik Tok
Pussy drip down to her socks (Ungh!)
Sold a xan to a cop, now my house gettin'
Raided by the opps, 9mil in my

a wreckin’ ball
On my way to the top, let’s see how far I fall
You lil’ silly titty sucka nigga not at all
You other fake hatin, lame, lane switchin’ basic

use technology. Ill make you go from setting up to bombing me
Better get rid of me to clean the economy
Jealousy make you werd things. Hated by other

like you want me to cry
Don't want me to lay
With no other guy
Everytime you call up on
My telephone all I can think of
Is you by my side
The boy too bad

the kicks and the snare drums 
Kill something
Make a path to your brain by the way of ya eardrum 
This a f*** wit your mind here it come Murder 
Take it

police 
Dat I don't want to talk on the phone 
So make it quick dis a Money Convo or what 
It's paper on the other line and you holding me up 
Ya dig won't

You might sink the boat a lot before you sail
And if you give up you drowning oh well
I wish I could get rich by casting a spell
And it's fucked up

Hey
Hehehehe
New Money $quad, you already know
Doughboi, J Loud, Kid 901
Gang, gang

Fuck all that other shit, listen to Wicked
I been going stupid,

wanna
Chuck a Molotov at
People wearing sheets
KKK proud boys
MAGA and police
Each one points the other ones
And says yeah they're with me
I say fuck them

other day
We get shot up by the police
I just wanna live
I just wanna raise my kids
I just wanna see us free
Cause everyday it's a struggle
Been looking

and running from the Police
To stepping on a stage I used to see from in the nosebleeds
Y'all see what I show you just imagine what you don't see
Real notice

OC!
Feeling like I’m Kobe
Way back, gimme three
In a row, like back to back to back
Rings and trophies, golden plaques
Turning 24 this year
But right

surrounding us
Society doesn't think much of us
Not much protection for all of us
Even police they murder us
For 400 years you slaughtered us
You taught us

(Vibe on) is the only way to really truly conquer the world
(Hold up)
Real true genuine mutha fuckin love
(It's Jay)
Couple glock twins riding on my front