Mad Ugly
Sage Da Pusha !
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Bro Let me pop my shit doe Check how I live tho For a grip tho It's time to get doe Warmed up like 60 Hot like Cisco Try to take this bag from me Then it might get mad ugly Yeah Push the gas for cash Just to keep the stash coming up Now they on my ass Since shit ain't coming fast enough God by my side and this iron Gone and back it up Yeah Gone have to kill me dawg Let me pop my shit doe Check how I live tho For a grip tho It's time to get doe yea Warmed up like 60 Hot like Cisco Try to take this bag from me Then it might get mad ugly Yeah Man everybody get naked Show em raw Like you in the eyes of God Difference in the odds Ain't no rules Until You take the charge You go have to shake em hard Man I gotta beat the odds Greats do dirt but the greats Had to play it smart Yeah Ain't no understanding all the paths That's on my mental No love until you rich You just pawn they tryna kill you Drip down till I die Imma whole wave You are not a swimmer No play round shit serious Yeah Bro Let me pop my shit doe Check how I live tho For a grip tho It's time to get doe Warmed up like 60 Hot like Cisco Try to take this bag from me Then it might get mad ugly Yeah Push the gas for cash Just to keep the stash coming up Now they on my ass Since shit ain't coming fast enough God by my side and this iron Gone and back it up Yeah Gone have to kill me dawg Let me pop my shit doe Check how I live tho For a grip tho It's time to get doe yea Warmed up like 60 Hot like Cisco Try to take this bag from me Then it might get mad ugly Yeah Yeah, Dropped a few hundred All in my bank Don't even speak If you can't get paid Good exotic Rolling up dank I gotta bitch That take dick to the face I got some doggies That's locked in a cage Some of em died And I can't see they face Stacking my money Let it hold weight Bitch it's Da Pusha! Nigga it's sage! HEY God in my direction I still speak with him in private Systematic correlation All that money bring up problems I'm her baby when I'm balling You ain't shit without a dollar And I'm on a lot drugs so I'm just prolly put my body Backwood stuffed exotic Shipped it straight from out the tropics Speeding while I'm driving Prolly got me out my body Cold blooded I can't fw you You not my patna Till they take me to my grave Bitch I pushing to them dollars Imma warrior Die by my respect Bitch I'm great Bitch I'm glorious Tryna do it biiiiig Yea notorious Heavy metal pressure Case you wanna go to war with us This do more than warm you up
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