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where we at
And I ain't never fetched a bone but I could always make a catch
And niggas know I got money so I ain't never gotta flex
I know what the money

never count us out
Real patriots gon' last (Gang)
Dedicated to the fullest, for my brother
Catch a bullet (Grrra)
We all we got, burry me with my Glock

fall im not a ref only making one call shots fire clocked out got offed 
Im str8 on yall nixxaz we dont fuck off
Rockemhard whats popping foot on the gas

bands
I'ma stop, don't wait, don't hang with no friends

Moving up days, I was out trying to get up
They went to the fall, I went to the win
While I'm

(Boy, that's what is scary)
It's OPP, time other people's what you get it
There's no room for relationship there's just room to hit it
How many brothers

real ones and having a kick back
Young Tampa boy solid but I ain't got a six pack 
Tell the KKK I'm in love with being Black 
Fall in love with a Black

need for a fight
Niggas hated every chance they got
Having shoot outs in my hood that's what made it hot
Crackers raided the whole hood trying to make it

cause I ain't coppin' out (nope)
And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp)
One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out

a different Howie Roseman, an under dog!
Doug Pederson, when Doug Pederson was hired
He was rated as the worst coaching hire
By a lot of freakin' analysts out

people out here tryna let that gun blow and they tryna win
An people die by messages some people live by sin
Hot headed young nigga tryna take cold showers

steady fucking em up
Chopping em up on the cut
Still sliding on buck

With a hundred dollar cup
Yelling out bitch what
You wanna do on the cool
Cause we be

youth 
Write SOS in the sand only to be saved by you 

I know know 
I been running with the time
Can't see what's next to me
Cause this lifestyle it got

little toys
You ain't men, you're little boys
Grow up, quit makin' so much noise
Why's a face like Helen gotta cause the fall of Troy
There's goin' hard,

Even if I'm busy know I'm still going to stop by
You dress like a bum I got a crown like I' m in fall guys
Oh they thought it was over huh?
Yo, heard

Black cap. Black cap, right there
Yo, hold up

I want to see the whites in this cat eye
You're holding that gun
Time is running out
We out, we out

What

Talking:Cuz I'm tellin you man they ain't nothing else to talk about
the same shit every motherfuckin album, I don't give a damn how many he put 
out

They finna hear this bitch and be like
"What the fuck?" bitch
Bitch, yeah huh, yeah, huh, ayy

Hit him in his omelette, boy
The chop full of Jimmy

Played by God's rules, your soul did not lose
Fools, thinking we had time, hitting the snooze
You needed us the most, we out paying our dues
Played it

with the kid
Boy about to get lit
Sitting on the boulevard
To go through her heart
So now watch a Nigga get rich
I know you see us out here
Man we out

(Man I'm sitting on the throne no cap)
I'm just being honest
Make it out I promise
Golden boy, I'm on it
502 paying homage
I'm just being honest
Make it

this
Sweet 16, fuck it up
You know what I'm sayin' at duetings and shit
(no doubt) , talent shows, yo (yo)
You all gonna hate this slumber party
Massacre

leave cause they be hoping I fall
So you wanna take a ride with the Bee
Shoot my shot, drive by on the Bee
Treat these boys like dogs, cause I'm bad

all I need-yeah, it feelin' heavenly!
Head on out and cruise the town-yo, who wit' me? Who down?
Got a frown? Boy, don't clown-flip that baddie

getting faked out by these fake ass people
No way
They just wanna talk now, tryna catch me slippin'
Wait, what?
I'm looking at a dog kennel
Cause all I see