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just pay for a feature but fuck that nigga I'm really not eager
They cannot last in my sneakers
Tell em lil boys step like adidas
They cannot see me like

searchin' for a better me
Could I find a new way, move up onto better things
Just keep talkin', I'ma let my lil' Beretta eat
Alive, bitch, and I don't think I

noggin'
Gotti gon' hit you and it ain't no stoppin'
Lil' opp thot suckin' me up
Dolo got booked, shit fuckin' me up
DD told me, "Mel, just chill"
We gon'

and taking something from me, lil' nigga, you know we gon' leave your ass rotten
I ain't worried about a bitch, man, they come by the dozen
And I ain't check

I'ma need a statue on my town (King)
If a nigga wanna beef I'ma need to fa-fast food that cow (Win)
Schoolin' you lil' niggas, I'ma need a classroom

on the track
Somebody better get these rappers some body bags
Ya'll promote fake s***, well that's awfully sad
I'll kill this shit if I see one more copy cat

my lil' woot da' woot
I seen what you like
And I ain't ya' type
Say that I'm the realest that ya had
And ya' probably right
Ain't the one for games
No

I just want the millions, it’s my time to kill shit
If you want my time, I gotta bill it (Bill it)
Big bills like Williams, all my diamonds brilliant

tryna slide, bitch we know that
Come pull up since you talkin' so hot
Lil' bro keep it tucked, prolly get your ass dropped
Yeah, I'm tryna ride through

that pain
I just wanna pay bills by talkin
Finna stay up still balling
New baby with a new AP
I don need no ex recording
Two shot to your body stay

pit
Throw my bro some bones
And I tell my dog sic 
Talkin hot shit 
You know ima mix it up 
Two hundred round drums
Come and get titty fucked 
You

They scream police need defunding
But we distracted by media actions and it's comments
The Pinkett fence blocks our will because we all seen her humping

so we left his ass where he was
I'm in the field like a quarterback, keep talkin', gon' catch a slug
Lil Pappy like that's my thug there, he be ready

Got hard work, I'ma need a lil mo
Even when the sun don't shine, I'ma walk in the rain

Peep out the transition real niggas, we back in the building
I

Nothing But Gangsters
Written by B-fresh
Produced by Donald XL Robertson 
Executive Produced by Darren Delo Beard
Label: Originalgangsterrecords.com

nigga with a Draco and a .45, I heard the loudest shout
Niggas be dyin' for shit, got tripped by ten milli' shell for chasin' some clout (dumb ass)
We

when I blow up, I'm not gon' be the only one that wins
They wanna know where I'm at, in the streets, bucked up
He told me he wanna fight, told lil' bruh

bitch choke
On gas im coughin bitch blow
Right by my opps and shit
Frienemies, enemies, all the same to me
They ain't endin me
Claim we family, he ain't

missin
Lil nigga, I was raised by the real no fishin'
Focus on the mission

Hold up, let the beat build
You either gon' kill or you gon' be killed
Never

thinking I want they lil dick piece of trade
Swear the shit never stop

Bitch I put ya mammies on
The reason she got sexy panties on
Give ya daddy the kitty

really at work (work)
And she say I'm nice (nice)
But I'm really a jerk (haha)
Mehn fuck all that talkin' (uhh)
I'm tryna feel on your skirt (what's up?)

on my body I'm a rockstar
Niggas talkin tough I told these niggas don't start
Better not run up on my that shits not smart
Trigger squeeze and with ease

an eight, right?
It's to the face, right?
A small world, I met my plug on a date site
Then we got to third base by the eighth night

Front 'em all, bad lil

They say that i’m a cold hearted nigga I done heard it all
They hatin’ on the come up cuz they know that I been workin dog
Tell lil shorty she can