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Stunna
Uh
Running from the cops
Time after time
Man this shit a never stop
This bitch eat up the cock
I look up at the clock
Then I make her kick rocks
(Bitch leave)
I get paranoid
I'm making sure that door locked
I'm in the raq
Outside with the astronauts
All about the guap
Spending cash a lot
I stack it up and then
I go and let it dry rot
Told your self you in the trenches
This the real you
Know your sneakers
Really tied up in the field ku
We done did
Some shit that's unbelievable
Being true
The only how that they gone feel you
If I get it started
Then I'm a see it through
If you look into my past
You see I really grew
I tell my brothers all the time
They don't have a clue
To understand us
You gotta know
What we been through
We use this loyalty
Then treat this shit just like the glue
I'm on the rise
But this shit bigger
Than just me and you
Every morning hit the trap
Before I went to school
Muddy waters and muddy pops
Man I had the blues
We was stuck inside the trenches
It was serious
Violence murder drugs
We got addicted
I always been the one
To come with like a sixth sense
Tried to get some money with him
He was too tense
We subbing niggas out
We putting them on the bench
Let me know you wanna f*ck
Cause I can't take a hint
Special shout out to my city
We the wave length
Stunna
The way I do this shit
These niggas they be salty
Baby till you seen me
You never saw a P
Jail call with a savage
Like the call free
Walk-in and greet
The bank for me don't need ID
I need that cash when you see me
Nigga C.O.D.
We push expensive cars
Burn expensive trees
I got niggas hating on me
Aye but at the same time
I got these bad bitch waiting on me
Yea I know a lil some
So I can teach
Nigga stand up
Glizzy make him take a seat
Just off one play
We clearing for a whole week
We purchase we buy
We spend and don't bend
You can see this shit in person
Or see this shit through a lens
I invite her to the function
I'm asking her bring a friend
(Go)
Mike amiri jeans
So it's harder for me to blend
We be on a lot of drugs
So it's easy for me to sin
This paper run the world
You better watch your girl
Everything exotic
The bulldogs they merle
Steady saying
She don't want none of diamonds
She want the pearls
Pull a pint up out the freezer
I lift it and do a curl
(Uh)
Love me more and worry less
Same bullets that we load
Eat through a vest
We chasing the bird
Invading the nest
Intake three drugs
I'm at my best
Killers dealers laid to rest
Niggas rats, pussy, pest
I wake up everyday
And I get fresh
Your girl met stunna live in the flesh
We do a lot to stay alive
I'm heavily sedated
You can see it in my eyes
We want his head that's the prize
Niggas getting went on
Then fill the streets up with lies
I know a nigga go on hits
But he don't got a gun
I ain't have a name so I made one
Dae Dae died
I ain't never think the day would come
I been street nigga
I'm just a paid one
You the type of nigga
Make a case come
I'm not the type of nigga
That you take from
She sucking dick
And I be grabbing on her lace front
Opps be on my dick
They better play dumb
Before these niggas keep it player
They gone pay for one
I'm doing shit just for my mother
I'm her favorite son
I put this shit up on my back
And this shit weigh a ton
Automatic glock
It gotta be my favorite gun

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