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Smoking this gas and I'm way past the trees
I ain't got a mouse, but I do chase the cheese
I ain't got a wallet, so it's falling out my jeans
Pops was a player, bitch it runs in the genes
Smoking on the pack, ride with the gat
2 twin Glocks, no you never see me lack
Tru'ys on the jeans really cost me, a stack
Her boyfriend mad, cuz I'm blowing out her back
Make a bitch wet, yeah I turn her to a fountain
Getting on top, climb me like a mountain
Fucking up her guts, yeah I got her shouting
Thumbing these notes, in my sleep I be counting
PTSD, ain't no love in these streets
Can't love a hoe, cuz she'll prolly cheat
7.62, ride with the heat
Watch him drop to his feet
Sitting down broke, had to get up off my ass
Always skipping school, no I never liked class
Watch out for the snakes, lurking in the grass
Put them in a pack, now I'm smoking on that gas
Smoking this gas and I'm way past the trees
I ain't got a mouse, but I do chase the cheese
I ain't got a wallet, so it's falling out my jeans
Pops was a player, bitch it runs in the genes
Smoking on the pack, ride with the gat
2 twin Glocks, no you never see me lack
Tru'ys on the jeans really cost me, a stack
Her boyfriend mad, cuz I'm blowing out her back
Turn off the lights, and my neck still glowing
Roll me up a blunt, mud I'm pouring
Bitches be whack, really got me snoring
Came from the mud, really put my all in
Drip down aqua, drip it like it's Fiji
Money on my mind, swear it's on repeat
Every time I tweet, wonder why she re-tweet
Think she want the D, said she really need me
Can't answer calls, when I'm on the low
3am and I'm, still on the road
Running through these hoes, really on the go
F*ck them too good, now they come back for more
Hottest in my city, young and I'm lit
Wrote this high, watch it gone be a hit
Keep it on the low, when it's about my shit
Really a grinder, won't see me quit
Can't let my heart hurt, turn it to stone
M.I.A went ghost, now I'm in my zone
Never had help yeah, I did it on my own
Never had a handout, did it all alone
Smoking this gas and I'm way past the trees
I ain't got a mouse, but I do chase the cheese
I ain't got a wallet, so it's falling out my jeans
Pops was a player, bitch it runs in the genes
Smoking on the pack, ride with the gat
2 twin Glocks, no you never see me lack
Tru'ys on the jeans really cost me, a stack
Her boyfriend mad, cuz I'm blowing out her back

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