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I GO (Lyrics)

(Na, n***a, we ain’t the same.)
(Y’all n****s can’t feel the kid.)
(y’all  n****s don’t know the pain.)

This is a Lil Rambo

boy baby faced lil Rome 

Still solid same team different hoes

For the win baby fuck was you doing 

Counting money daily fuck is you doin

Tell me

that mouth when that shit come down to my bro
Or else we upping all them glocks and yeah we letting that shit blow

Did it all by myself, I ain't never

nigga
Was raised in the gang bang 90s tho
By the time that the year 2000 hit
My mama didn't have too much control
Excuse me if I'm nothing like these new

right by my side yellow tape on his body da shit is homicide
Body bag zip it up, shi that's a murder scene, smoking all that Zaza pack you know I be

Bang
Come on, let's do it
Yea
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, huh?

I got money cause I know they plan on dropping me
47 when we pass, I won

The way that I live bro I promise isn't fun
I don't bang lil bitch but here's the city that I'm from
I'm from the A, where niggas die everyday
To survive

Lil Baby.
I know she a BOP, she got taught by the DaBaby.
I need me a lady, but I want me a freak.
Pull her leash if she run, I'ma dog I'ma beast.

We all gone die some day so u know I go get mine

And check my DMs thick lil bitches they hit my line 

But pussyyy ain’t distractin a nigga I’m on my

my nigga Rick
My dawg he down he fightin charges call that Michael Vick
I'm like Obama to my city give my city hope
I grab lil mama by ha neck I tell

Bang roll in my right pocket, that pistol in my left
Get to trippin' when I walk in the club, know I'ma make a mess
Love that one shit, I'ma vent
Niggo

nephew Z'aire
I pray you breathe better air
Cause mine been clouded by gun smoke
I'm gaspin' it's hard to breathe
I'm prayin' for Xavy Xav and lil Maxy too

because I ain't never been scared
When Lil Percocet slide, he don't want nothing but your head
I ain't never ran from a nigga

Sometimes I forget I got lead

Throw Ya Hood Up
When you out at the club
Surrounded by thugs, bouncing the Dub, just
Throw Ya Hood Up
When you ain't in yo hood
Right when them

Haters move to the left, ion need no help, ion need no help
Aye I'm turnt up by myself
Haters move to the left, ion need no help, ion need no help

say now
We can squabble up
Or get blowers nigga I bang it out
You talking be about my nigga
It ain't no changing now
You say u got a blower
Then pop out

gay that bitch hysterical
I shot that bitch survived by a miracle
Imma rich bitch I wear a monocle
BANG
Like my gun go boom
Fuck that lil bitch she can

Yea. Story time homie.

A lil knucklehead. Fightin' til his knuckles bled/
Influenced by surenos. He had no love for red/
Had to be tough and rep

We got low and them P's by the boater
She make it clap, Draco, Soulja
Snake in the grass
Cut the head off the Cobra
Bang, bang, bang, I'm the new

Audi A3 days
I used to have the crop gaff full of green like I was T-Wayne
So my JDZ spitfire's always getting replayed
I've come a long way from my

the way I preach feel like I'm Lil Yachty
Told the bitch to take up off them lashes before I blow by 'em
Feeling like that nigga when I step into the booth

And I'm a different story (ha!), feeling out of line
in that deuce so I think I need a whole different story!
Can't judge a book by it's cover
comes to yay

me man I just want to steer it
I can’t trust nobody I rock by myself and that’s because these niggas is weird
If you ain’t bout no pape then you can’t