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Young Kreed

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It young kreed in this bitch
You know it is
Uhhhh
Imma get it 

Remember them days to think twice
To go get a bag everynight
My Momma once told me to stay out the streets but she wasn't givin advice
Be all in a foreign lowkey they plotton on me i grip like a vice
I swear they all the same they tried to change i do what i like
She all on me she like me she lovin me for my way
I Couldn't be picture me here i thought i be dead or locked in them chains
Gotta praise god the devil and me i thought that i couldn't be saved
I started the streets but i had the heat now i depend on the shade

Imma bleed for my days ones
Stack it all when the cake come
Any odds imma take em
Any broads imma break em
In a coupe and im race on
In a coupe and im race on
Only me like im Jason
Money large like its Fazon
See me with a cape on?
Savin hoes not my dayjob
Want the face throw the faceoff
Need a base like im A-Rod
Murder one now the case off
Make the A turn the case off
In the A like a thick broad
Start the game like a kickoff

I run the check and it comes with the commas
All in my set know my rank like im Shabba
We had it sewed in this bitch from beginning you mess with the gang make your way to the doctor
Wasn't that broke but i know about hunger
Get to the sac get hit don't fumble
I see the light at the end of a tunnel
Girls gone wild we straight out the jungle 
When i step out i be playin safe
Packin it on me like gainin weight
I see you eatin with lil niggas baby come eat on a bigger plate
Too sign to a label need 100k maybe 800 or more than that
Matterfact imma need all of that
I Need me the green like a cabbage patch

I want this shit forever i want this shit forever
And imma hold it down i wont snitch whenever
My niggas hold it down when we together
I want this shit forever i want this shit forever

Remember them days to think twice
To go get a bag everynight
My Momma once told me to stay out the streets but she wasn't givin advice
Be all in a foreign lowkey they plotton on me i grip like a vice
I swear they all the same they tried to change i do what i like
She all on me she like me she lovin me for my way
I Couldn't be picture me here i thought i be dead or locked in them chains
Gotta praise god the devil and me i thought that i couldn't be saved
I started the streets but i had the heat now i depend on the shade

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