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Ayo, Rumi, spin that shit
Kai, what you cookin'
Gotta honor my last name
That was my dawg, that was my brother till that cash came
I hit the road, I had to switch into that fast lane
I was dead broke and popped i had to step up, we way past games
Big bro got out the field, but you can't cover up them grass stains
Bro got a heat sensor, tryna find him a hot boy
Can't take the hood out of me, they know I'm a block boy
Started with a Taurus, then we turned into them Glock boys
And I bet they know it's us whenever they hear that pop noise
And its stop signs on the road to riches
Animals can't even speak, so how my dawg turn to a witness yea
Vision picture perfect couldnt care less about my image
Treat the game just like a scrimmage
See it in his eyes, I know he's timid
But I'ma let him pay his gimmicks
And all this shit come from the heart, know you can hear it in my voice
Ain't want to lay down on this bed I made, but f*ck it, it's my choice

I hope my dukes could see me ball the i hope big bro jump in that Royce
from handcuffs to diamond watches where the napkin, this shit moist
Take a trip, go out of state, run up some digits in Detroit
I give this shit like all I got, so ain't no way I'll disappoint

I told my brother that I got him, I'll play two and you play point
Uh-huh, I felt that vibe inside the air
Told bro we got it, and this shit ain't even fair
Ain't no rap cap in my song, just ask the niggas that was there

Since you so tough, then come and show me
You know I be everywhere
Aint got no limits in my city
hottest youngins, that's a fact

I check the news, see what they say
I'm thankin' God they ain't find the strap and for them subs he postin
I should've left when we here at but
That's some time I saved

cause that's some time I'm never gettin' back
Wish I ain't start in the trenches
Still gon' put him on the map
From Manhunt to Hoppin' Fences

Baking soda turned into crack
Seen it all through ray ban lenses
Dope fiends in and out the trap
I learned to use all my six senses feel the reaper on my back

Gotta honor my last name
That was my dawg, that was my brother till that cash came
I hit the road, I had to switch into that fast lane
I was dead broke and popped i had to step up, we way past games

Big bro got out the field, but you can't cover up them grass stains
Bro got a heat sensor, tryna find him a hot boy
Can't take the hood out of me, they know I'm a block boy
Started with the taurus then we turned into them glock boys

And I bet they know its us whenever they hear that pop noise

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