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myself, I cannot afford to slack now
Ain't slacking off, can't get fired I'm the boss
The one calling all the shots
Only one who could stop
All of this I'm

your mouth
So tell me when your turn is done
You're fired up, you clenched your fist
What the hell got you so pissed
All I said is I won't stay
If you

Kee the manager fired the weed
I lit up yo cubicle
Going on notice, weed got me stupid
Pussy wet flowering fuchsia
Finding a restroom I'm tryna

water in your back tire, when little niggas,
Acted tough and it back fired, go get your brother, knuckled up, for my respect,
Ain't need the help, fucking

Put me on a white shirt
(R.I.P.)
Put me on a white shirt
Bullets getting fired
Police shooting snipers
Bodies getting laid out
They got us in the system

tripping tho
I get them bitches for the stupid low
And in my safe I got that Homer Simpson  that stupid doh
Fired all my bitches and went fishing
And then I

Cannons fired
Just like you desired
Explosions in your hole
How was I to know
Two faced as you enjoyed
Your selfish place
Fireworks of blood
You cum like

the collector
And when shots fired I'll be right there to return to sender
Just remember all the new thangs that I did to put you on
Took you out from pretty

The world changed
Stuck at the train station tired and drunk
Crowds panicking running some dude fired a gun
Instinctively ducked cut the corner fled out

trynna hear bout
We gon see
If it's something
To see bout
Out all day pretty
Clear that we be round
Blowing strains
Not a doubt that they be loud
All fired

monitored and recorded)
"Ooooo, shots fired, son, shots"

resign myself to exploitation under the fist
Of a cold-hearted system with a fire under my kicks
You get fired and they won't miss you, two weeks later,

on the stripe
Now you fired
Link up tap in pop out
Heart cold
See the drip
When the Suns out
Lowkey move
Old school
Never chase clout
Who where
We don know what

these bitches "You're Fired"
I spit the truth
Kill in a booth
Honest Abe
Killed by a Booth
And I keep dropping truth bombs
I call myself a Truman
Dropping

Robin
Wit my soldiers and we mob
Hella deep
Jeepers creep
Shots fired
Put his ass to sleep
Homie count sheep
Beep beep
Make way
Drama king
Kay slay
Hit

Irrelevant
When them shots fired and a man
Down that speaks volumes that's A message
When ya creep game catch a nigga leaving from his residence that's

jaw getting wired
Im Donald trump with the pump it stay getting fired
These niggas flows put me to sleep they get me tired
Its funny how you getting

now
Shots fired we makin' it rain hear that thunder sound
I been doin' good they need to free my brother now
I be rockin' with same ones I know goin'

For six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack

through and thats a fact

You talk slick but you aint it
Im classic with a raw tip
Im vivid with a yard stick
With Everest in my vision
Gasoline fired up my

living here I
End up tired
Get a new job
I'll end up fired

Living is irrelevant
Go consult a reverend
Trailer park your money's spent
Downgrade go live in

money change things but it don't no no
That lil nigga fired up glizzy in his hand
Pick that stick up with that drum now he just looking for some bands

I am the son of a gun that sent shots fired
Working hard every single day I feel tired
Feeling so sleepy i sleep with my hands to the grinder
Making

dumb
Oooooooo
I'm still in this bitch
New bag I'm bout to spend this bitch
I'm in this fast ass car
Watch I spin the Bin
All them shots fired off
We gone