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and these lil niggaz after my belt
Ima jab to the left and once I get my bag Ima step
Ima King hoe, regardless of the hand I was delt
Down to get it by any
throw me more
U never paid me for the 3
So now u owe for 4
I ain’t speaking on no opps
These niggaz know the score
I can’t bring you in the fam
off the leash of the beast the shell we living in is the ride but no matter how we live it we all gotta a time so it’s a must I put it down before my
us
Now we making money like a marvel team
I know some of you they
Hate
Hate
Hate
I can tell by yhe way they react on my posts yea
R&B Niggaz they
Ain't no migo gang
But all my bitches bad & boujee
I don't fuck with any bitch
You know that swaggy choosy
You know how all of my dogs do
No scooby
Scooby
jeans and lee nails
But I can't tell
The corbel ain't got me brainy
Bitches all stuck to my paint 'cause I'm candy
Hand me
motherfucking fourteen feet below
Nigga i came outta nothing
And after all the hard work there came something
For all the haters in my life i just want you
interrupted by customers knocks
some of y'all should just stop the animosity you got for me
luck it was not
for years we ran the projects like a marathon
these
of my life
X stand behind the mic like Walker Cronkite
Y'all keep the spotlight, I'm keeping my rhymes tight
Lose sight of what you believe and call it
of my life
X stand behind the mic like Walker Cronkite
Y'all keep the spotlight, I'm keeping my rhymes tight
Lose sight of what you believe and call it
This that sound that get you hypnotized
Straight outta the lab i got it synthesized
Did all my math, i got it crystallized
I don't fuck with phoney
thru the hood with coke under the nable
Been thru this shit for real my life ain't playful
Gang banging
Flag hanging
My life crazy
Knocked a nigga out in
Feeling bad for my gang
I love all my niggaz in such a way that l can not lose them
Even by fight , misunderstanding can't separate as
They wanna know all
em back (ya understand)
One by one they all gonna drop (ya understand)
Right here is where the foolishness stop (ya understand)
I'm tryin'
Tough sinners, break bread with Jesus at dinner
Protected by a heavenly force, fuck a minister
Niggaz know better, no one's letter is better than mine
you like a bush meat
I stay high all day just to ease the pressure
No sex no stress am still looking fresh
I speak to enlighten the mind of my listener
hoes
Wouldn't look my direction and now they all look to get chose
They seeing the glow
Put on show for these bitches and start seeking funds and Im
was raised by woman
Got all my game from a women
She told me to stand for something
She said I ain’t going for nothing
That’s what my momma told That’s
out this struggle
Niggaz was denyin me makin me
Find another way
Unc and aunty let me come through it
Bought me another day
12 all on my ass cause I
Got
always stay true to myself
Its a shame da bullshit we go thru
All my ppl in da Bing
Shackled down to there shoe
Still screaming out for justice what Else
do walk ups and stand offs, put barrels in your mouth
Free my boulevard niggas, DB and Dane
Still send the money, all this for real, I never change
blessed all my taxes paid
Grown man shit, they give a deaf ear
Pop shit and pop pills until they disappear
Kush and grapes, one hell of a combination
House smelling like some piss you was there for me
Rubbing my head saying its gone be alright
The hardest nigga I was crying late at night it was fucking
y'all askin' whose is it
Only bitches on the list when the Likwit crew visits
Xzibit that's my nigga, stop askin' stupid questions
I got too much
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