Will Smith
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Why these niggas always talking about the shit they never did Why the f*ck you always lying about them blocks you never spent I had to toss the glockiana and now I tote the Will Smith But I ain't acting in a movie, this shit as real as it get My ptsd kicking in so where my strap And I don't want these nigga 'round me cause they really ain't gone blast Cause when some shit hit the fan these niggas running four flats And I'm the only niggas bussing, like damn just look at that A thousand miles a day, a week straight, you never been through it Take a second, add it up, it get serious Two oil changes in a week, delirious I hit the dealership Behind the scenes I'm super road money, his bitch curious Like why the f*ck he state to state with all them damn funds But they don't know in every state I got my damn gun My family asking why I move around wit hella drums Like I ain't feel that lead touch, like niggas don't want do me nothing These bitches got my name in group chats but never know nothing Niggas always subbing on the gram, but never blow nothing These hams always talking big money but never show nothing Her friends wonder why she acting weird, I took her soul from her Took a trip to Houston with my rocket, I'm not Jalen Green Ain't talked to this bitch since fourth grade, she still missing me Got his first cousin wet up just cause he mentioned me Monkey nuts on arp's, equipped with 223's Why these niggas always talking about the shit they never did Why the f*ck you always lying about them blocks you never spent I had to toss the glockiana and now I tote the Will Smith But I ain't acting in a movie, this shit as real as it get My ptsd kicking in so where my strap And I don't want these nigga 'round me cause they really ain't gone blast Cause when some shit hit the fan these niggas running four flats And I'm the only niggas bussing, like damn just look at that I got a son on the way, I ain't got time for the frivolous shit Came a long way from kicking doors and socking on lips I'm really out the house but guaranteed I'm still toting on stick If you see me up in traffic, it's spot him got him, boy you better not miss But let's get back to the simple things I was sixteen sneaking out, getting caught on the ring I was taught to catch a case and keep it solid, boy you better not sing Like you can have the friendly hoe, I like my bitches mean
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