PRICEONMYHEAD
SGauge
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City sleepin', I'm heated, been seeing niggas tweetin' Havoc wreakin', they have to backup the whackest reasons That they last a season, but it felt like it was just a weekend I ain't even the type to beef with whoever beefin' I just keep it pushin' Cuz niggas know I won't leave 'em breathin' Whatchu even thinkin' when bringin' me up? Whats the reason? I done seen the heathens get amped up, and panicked, even They don't know when's the next time they gon' be eatin' Niggas got the nerve to tell 'em about some Pateks All they know is Top Ramen, all our blickies made of plastic All our fists made of brass All our hearts made of gold But we finna cash em in, this broke shit is gettin' old Been whippin', watch me buss it No time for discussion I been down since the jump Breakin' bread, like its nothin' I stayed with my niggas I banged with my niggas Seen drugs do worse than just change my niggas Aayye, my nigga, feel like fate my nigga Judges hate my niggas, shared a plate wit' my nigga Cops muggin', always trynna put a case on my nigga When it all come down If you AIN'T my nigga Then just say so That's as real it gets If you ain't gon' up on my opps You won't look out for my kids If issa price on my head, they'd prolly slide you a bid Shout to every nigga who ever said they wanted me dead Yo, aye That's as real it gets If you ain't gon' up on my opps, You won't look out for my kids If issa price on my head, they'd prolly slide you a bid Shout to every nigga who ever said they wanted me dead Sometimes I even wonder if they actually did Got all clicked up, did some cluckin' Put some gas in they shit They so passionate, but I know they some clacks and dassit If I had to grab the strap and do the dash, then I did You seen yo mans on the ground And got to runnin', you a bitch You had a heater in your hoodie, but you didn't do shit I know you bluffin', but I'm the type to bring it to the table Same nigga who was running round 6th and Sable Never been the type to go around spreadin' lies Never been the type to throw dirt on my guys Never was the nigga who would run from a fight I always been down for my niggas, wrong or right Yo, aye That's as real it gets If you ain't gon' up on my opps You won't look out for my kids If issa price on my head, they'd prolly slide you a bid Shout to every nigga who ever said they wanted me dead Sometimes I even wonder if they actually did Got all clicked up, did some cluckin' Put some gas in they shit They so passionate, but I know they some clacks and dassit If I had to grab the strap and do the dash, then I did
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