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"Yeah"
"Yeah hold on give me a min"
"You want the blues"
"Ight "
You want the blues, wanna get to the bag, then hop on the hound an get down south
Been grindin in the trap whole 180 days, I been makin plays, been sendin it out
I been settin my ways, tryin hop in the wraith, I'm still keepin faith that I'm makin it out
Come up out the mud, we came from the slums
You playin with us, hop out with the drums
My foot on the gas wherever I'm goin, pushin the whip like I hit an run
Masked up in the whip, but not cause Corona
We chasin him down cause he wanna run
Been stuck in my thoughts, been rollin the loud
You wanna walk with me, well I walk on a cloud
You sprayin at me, They spray the whole crowd
I can't feel the pain, done walked through the rain
I done lost my mom, my brother an some friends that ain't even dead but I ain't a fan
Up in the trap from night till morning, drop a duce in my soda forgot what I said
Fean ask for a line took a few steps back seen it was purp he thought it was red
I've seen some bread, seen 100k made in a week bro ain't playin when he get the meds
I've seen some bitches, they seen some bandz & chains they'll try to crawl up in your bed
I've seen some G's, you stare at they chain, they pullin it out blast for yo head
Bro got a chop with a clip, put a scope on that bitch pull up an we flippin the whip
Just got a glock wit a dick, 32 round clip
Like damn that's a big ass stick
You want the blues, wanna get to the bag, then hop on the hound an get down south
Been grindin in the trap whole 180 days, I been makin plays, been sendin it out
I settin my ways, tryin hop in the wraith, I'm still keepin faith that I'm makin it out
Come up out the mud, we came from the slums
You playin with us, hop out with the drums
You wanna go to war with me lil bitch, well we can all hop out with the guns
Tie this red bandanna tight round my head start shootin just for fun
I ain't claimin on shit, but I'm with my shit
Hop out spin em then we done
Got a beam on the glock, straight line in the dark, confused why he run
Can't wait to blow 50 ima go cash out, might just hit up goldensun
Need these millies in my bank, keep stackin on up, do this shit for my son
you rly like sellin that shit, then you ain't on shit, we don't do this shit for fun
Bitch why you keep takin that, why that mouth keep runnin, you can't stay up off yo knees
Just hoped in the whip with no keys
My bitch send a text, say she gon leave
That pussy be wetter then 7 seas
Tryina hop on a jet get over seas
Been fightin these demons but they never leave
Ask, how many times do I gotta bleed
Hand out my heart but they still need
You could blindfold my eyes but I still see
I swear my life like a movie
Playground for me in the Coochie
Like a real skinny bitch, big booty
I play with her hair make it messy
Move on with my life, say the knew me
This the new me with the new wave
But bitch I'm still me in my old ways

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