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drop on you Live within yo means, just know anything is possible I'm moving through the galaxy Everybody mad at me Honestly I rather them hate on me
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics Freak b****es riches and hydrolics Pull heat knock you off yo
by my brother, yeah Dear Lord, dear Lord I'll kill a nigga by my brother Runnin' yo' bitch like this, huh Hump on yo' bitch like this, yeah Lick on yo
yo' room Boom!! bitch what's happnin'? (what?!) Boom!! bitch what's happnin'? (what?!) You a soft mo'fucka, kind of gay mo'fucka If you mad 'cause
back and pull strings Yeah yeah Used to have that fuckin' title by name Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah You ain't
attention and y'all dead I hope you hear the minute I'm in it I'm in yo head I solved a couple problems by not giving a fuck All these hoes be mad but lemme
yo hold on where’s my man hop out try grab man at the back of the ride no uber super i beg a boy plz try mad man them boys my son like junior
pain I can get you John Doe by a no name Catch him at the Chinese store Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein Nah nigga, Smack can't hear (hair)
headphones? Cuz you brought yo cousin shit No one made you mad, cuz you made yo fucking self mad You die in the fight every fucking day at fortnite Such
you wishing you had With blurry vision I see through your imitation of rap Stitching tension completing my composition of mad You have me pissed, like
shakin' (shake) Tell them meet we by the Grand (Grand) Stand (Stand, yeah) Follow the big truck, is a big (big) band (leh we go) We goin' right down 'til
) We really living Now when we leave Tha house Can't leave wit out it I kno why They mad I live tha life They dream about it (live tha life they
Yo, yo you can let the magnum bust or puff bags of dust If you mad at us, watch that ass get crushed Now ya screamin' why did the blood have
jugs, gettin high, hittin reloads Heard you singin to that bitch like you Ne-Yo They say I'm a hot boy, Maple Creole I don't trust love, turn it backwards
mad swollen, flamboyant this man golden Yo, the Senator, crime sinister, John Dillinger Better respect my words like I'm the minister, what?
some blue Allstars Passin by on them thang, it's a brown MC Niggaz goin buffin DPG (Dogg Pound, Dogg Pound) Niggaz mad Dogg bumpin a bank account
my youngan run in yo shit Nigga run why is you hiding Im mad just as i wanna be Fuck how you feel nigga im gon speak Nigga im gon paint you in ink Why
them fakers mad at me Showin they true colors now yo misery my salary Countin G's causally, yo chick massaged a masterpiece Wanna leap feelin froggy you
forward high punches, spit a flame like Liu Kang Burnin' yo' membranes, when the wind change Mad explicit was lifted, my scriptures Leavin' your mic
niggas I figured it's just survival Every nigga by yo side Just used you And tried to hide you And people always judging But barely look at the title They
All my niggas, get your figures And all my bitches, work that body Yo, boss talk, nigga, start the car, let the Porsche talk Crib big as AC,
by any means I'm smoking gas no gasoline Can't fw these phonies, Don't call me yo homie my n*gga you is an actor ugh Call on my ruga he'll wet ya up,
aint workin You broke you mad you hopeless sad and worthless Get off yo ass go get you a bag and go put some work in JButta the man Detroit is the land
weave Hoes they mad at we By we I mean the demons in my head Don't touch my man and that's what she said So you know Black Vuur was inbetween legs She
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