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Swipe the card and put the shit on me
Swipe the card and put the shit on me
I don't give a f*ck about the fee
My brother said he hungry, gotta eat
So I copped the boy a feast
And that shit go for anything he needs
From pennies to a dream
We gon' get it, any means, any team
Seem to got the numbers to compete
They'll see my brothers pull up like our Genes
I ain't mean we getting street
Then again, we ain't gon' retreat
Want to double-check it, we can see
I been older brother from the jump
Taking care of all the runts
Eating crumbs, but feeding chunks
That's the mantra
Heard a little theory 'bout us once
Let me get the shit debunked
We ain't humans, we all motherfucking monsters
Guess we just a different type of breed
Ty and Char went Walter White
When they cooking up our Genes like some mobsters
The talk behind our back was creatine
That is how we built so wide
But we want some bigger things we amounting
To all that we please
Tayden been getting the green
That boy is only a teen
Inside him's a whole lotta me
And shoutout to all of my team
Josh, Adriel, Teddy and Jake
Noelle and Austin and Gene
Without 'em I'm losing my cape
I need that
To get out this prison of life
Sometimes need a break to see that
I want Ten Billi Benny's in my bag
Well that makes a T-Bag
I'm hoping this mic'll pay
For all the linking that saved
A dream that
You almost seen trashed
So best believe that
Giving them blood sweat and tears
Until I'm in the grave
Remember when DC came to me discreetly
'Cause he had a warn a brother I've been fake
I said I've been stacking the money I make
To spend on the business and running up plays
But I was abusing the money I make
To hide all the losing and all of the pain, damn
I'm looking at 'em wide-eyed
Proud as f*ck of my guys
Never on the sidelines
We like machine guns on a tripod
Never asking why God
Swipe the card and put the shit on me
I don't give a f*ck about the fee
My brother said he hungry, gotta eat
So I copped the boy a feast
And that shit go for anything he needs
From pennies to a dream
We gon' get it, any means, any team
Seem to got the numbers to compete
They'll see my brothers pull up like our Genes
I ain't mean we getting street
Then again, we ain't gon' retreat
Want to double-check it, we can see
Sometimes I think I've fucked up
Not showing the guys enough love
Know what they've been through
They roughed up
And anytime we talk about it
Shit get hushed up
Man that shit beyond me
It seem we moving calmly
But see me and you saw thee
First wave of a tsunami
Remember playing zombies
The crawlers all up on me
And Tavo was the army
And they still haven't caught me
And when it was him
I would do the same thing
Busting out the Raygun
Let it bang bang
Origins with the bros and life the same game
I'd never fire staff, 'cause they the gang gang
Never fire staff, 'cause they the gang gang
Gang, gang, gang
Swipe the card and put the shit on me
I don't give a f*ck about the fee
My brother said he hungry, gotta eat
So I copped the boy a feast
And that shit go for anything he needs
From pennies to a dream
We gon' get it, any means, any team
Seem to got the numbers to compete
They'll see my brothers pull up like our Genes
I ain't mean we getting street
Then again, we ain't gon' retreat
Want to double-check it, we can see

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