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It's going to be cold in the middle of June
We play it how we want it, there's nothing you can do
Say he don't want to, there's nothing I can do
Big Mac on your bitch ass, let's get this shit started
I demand my standing ovation
They try my every day, no fucking vacation
Every damn day, they keep testing my patience
All my friends dead, you see their blue faces
Hit I-25, going about 130
I'm not getting any sleep, Oxy, Xanny and them thirties
White on my face, I'm going to do these hoes dirty
Man, f*ck a whole label, I'm going to do this shit dirty
Say, "What you pouring up?", Tech Hi-C
Don't get killed for an l-i-c
Don't get lit up like a B-i-c
Only time I feel the pain, m-i-c
She hit the floor, she's got to drag me out with her
19 in my jeans, codeine in my Fanta
You know there's never been a fein I can't handle
Mix the red with the green, now they're calling me Santa
Biggest MC since that motherfucker Hammer
Do everything to stay away from the slammer
Pull a couple strings, now they call me Andy Grammar
I never go out without my blammer
If I had a dollar for all their two cents
I'd retire early and bring my family with me
Riding with my stash all around the city
Take everything, leave your ass with no pity
Man, I don't care about shit
Since they took my heart from me
Murder I wrote since a jit
Shit, I pull up all-black and I won't leave without my money, bitch
Bro get caught in a situation
Motion get stopped, I'm not talking animation
Bitch got left, I got bad vibrations
How I'm supposed to be heard in all the nations
If I might lose it all to no patience
You was my homie, why you never say shit?
Why you never say shit?
Roll my window up and now they can't see me
Spin around in a German engineering
Making money off these vatos, scratching like they win the lottos
Made a grand up off the autos, with my homies getting guapo
Trap house, eating tacos
We just shipped a pack to Lagos, bitch
If I'm a gift from god, he a devil
You play with me, all you see is a shovel
Why you hit the panic button when we the ones you stole from
Light a homie up, give a f*ck where you come from
(Testing me, boy you must think that I'm dumb)
(I could steal your whole life with the tip of my thumb)
(Living for your next hit, you're a whole bum)
(Cooking up my next hit, fingers gone numb)
It's going to be cold in the middle of June
We play it how we want it, there's nothing you can do
Say he don't want to, there's nothing I can do
Big Mac on your bitch ass, Mac on your bitch ass
I demand my standing ovation
Every day, they keep testing my patience
Try me every day, no fucking vacation
Try me every day, no fucking vacation
Not too many that welcome me, open arms
Not too many that let me into their hearts
I struggle every day, why I got to get it out the arms
Fam struggle every day but I didn't never meant no harm
Got the pigs in my crops, got me feeling like a farmer
I'm not fucking with no snakes but I'm a goddamn charmer

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