Loso (feat. BabyJoJo)

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They never gave me the chance, so I went and took it
Out on a high speed chase I was playin' hooky
Always been certified, never had to question
First things first never second guessing
Like who was really there when I see my sentence
Talk to my bro through that dial tone beepin'
Rappin' through that shit had the snapchat geekin'
I never had a reason to fabricate
I'm gettin' so much love so they bound to hate
Touchin' big bills, damn I love this lane
Talkin' EA put me in the game
Bam behind the lens he going sick wit it
Makin' all these tracks I'm gettin' rich wit it
Steppin' wit the brodi's cause we lit wit it
We only chop it up about the money
No fighting over pussy, we ain't lookin' like a dummy
If she giving head then she better go and swallow
Just need the bread, give a shit about a follow
Been a fuckin' king ever since my mama brought me home
We might bleed the same but I know that we move different
Who's really outside, got the mood shiftin'
I got a chip on my shoulder I could never brush off
Really got to it and against all odds
Fuckin' with the opps you gon get criss-crossed
I remember having nothing, they ain't never wanna f*ck with me
I ain't worried bout the opps because them pussies they ain't touchin' me
For my brothers in the trenches, whatchu know about that loyalty
Don't you ever try my brothers, we ain't really with the fuckery
I been talkin' to my guns yeah I been fightin' all these demons
Gotta choppa, if I catch him Imma click it Imma squeeze it
I just fucked this plugs bitch I know I really got him heated
Put a demon in a cage and they decided not to feed it
I'm the fucking Grim Reaper, I don't think you wanna meet it
If I run into that boy I swear to God I'm gon' delete him
I ain't fuckin' up the work, I could never Charlie Sheen it
I just gave this boy a sample now this boy he fuckin' fienin'
Grab my Glock and my ski
I just made my Mom a promise I won't let em take me out
I was broke, I was hungry, I was sleepin' on that couch
They done brought me to the edge, Imma take it to that route
I think there's a drought in my city
I been gettin' money and they can't seem to f*ck wit me
Put a couple thotties in a yacht, I got them benjis cooking out the pot
Why they acting like they really run the block
I been out here for a little hot minute, they ain't really doin' shit I'm not kiddin'
Fiends in the street, they is not wit it
Money bust the seams, that's big pimpin'
I'll kill bout my dogs, I'll John Wick it
In the booth with A1, I won't stop trippin'
If I go into that party, I brought my Glock in it
I got murder on my mind, you'll get mopped wit it
In the trap gettin' money, I been pot scrapin'
And don't you try to f*ck with gang, you will not make it
I got beef in my trenches, I'm the most hated
He pulled a Glock but he ain't use it so I had to take it
Nah, he ain't use it, bitch I had to take it
I got a choppa, got a .50, I'll fuckin' spray it
Smokin' blunts by the pound, bitch I'm gettin' faded
Shawty I don't wanna f*ck, you too outdated
You too outdated, I been smokin' za gettin' dumb faded
I been on the block with my brodi's gettin' money
See me with that bread, now these bitches wanna love me
I ain't that stupid, ain't no dummy
If they pull up on me then I'm pullin' out the .40
I can't f*ck with goofies that just tryna eat up off me
Keep some real ones round me that be shooting with no caution

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