630 (feat. RUNXGUN)

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Big money advances, throw racks in the jail penitentiary chances
Uh, f*ck em all, f*ck em raw Uh, short nigga but the money tall
I'm involved, even if I was deaf I hear money talk
I evolve, from posted up on the steps of my boulevard
Hardy har, laughing at niggas before I pull they card
Watch you sniffing, all of your coalition get pulled apart
I need a large house, backyard, a hundred yards
VVS diamonds, shine bright like a hundred stars
I'm the boss head, honcho, the one in charge
Pussy nigga, run up, you a runner, you ain't up to par
You made a lil' 50, can't spend that in a day
18k, yellow gold, like lemonade
Stand down and leave your army with a man down
Still the best since 30
Most my homies are parolees and robbers
Or they posted a robber
I might run around the ring like Tatanka
You fuckin' with G, put one in your spleen
The son of a queen, my stuntin' is mean
Homie, uh, see my hustle ain't luckin' out
You talk it out, I couldn't understand what you hustle bout
A bucket counts above a ounce, so shuffle it out
What the f*ck you bout
It's time to have to hustle through droughts
Without having to doubt
You can't get paid in a earth this big
There's earths to dig
You niggas don't deserve to live
But I'm wavy, I got surfs to give
I got nerves to give
And the church has got hurst to give
Nigga, I need new ones, I bleed blue blood
You fuckin' with G, you gon' see two slugs
And you gon' need a new mug
Doggy, I stand down, it's a man down
Im still that nigga's 630, hands down
Do your business right, let me attend to mine
Younger days, I be pullin' ten
Spendin' nine baby steps
Step on stones, avoid a crazy death
And many thought this shit was a game
Avoid the same regrets
Gabble up my freedom for fuckery frontin' some crazy bets
Never crapped out, this shit I won't rap out
Lotta niggas do dirt and go sit in a glass house
Like a 50 cal hollow, can't figure that glass out
This higher learning configure this class out
Call me professor, no lectures
Lesson plans for the go-getters
Who know better, but did different due to cold weather
See no measures, that's too vicious
Ruben Carter, your casa
Blow out your windows, hit the lamps down
Flood the facility, watch your mans drown
Clear it out, take the last zip or the last pound
That flip sturdy, 630 nigga, hands down

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