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EXPosure

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Uhhhh yeah yeah yeah yuh Yeah yeah yeah yeah Imma take over Yeah yeah Can't fuck with the other side RV real villain nigga Uh yeah yeah yeah yeah Imma take over Niggas be Faking the beef for exposure Name me a nigga who shot at me Like you don't put fear in me Shells leave you sleep Like it's melatonin I done lost it all Like I was the ronin No backbone onna trap phone Had to go and get up my numbers Hiding my stache in my pillow I'm from the ville a villain no hero But I put up stats Like a nigga wear zero Medical in my lungs Can't trust a soul Even the bitches Who wanna come fuck you Gone line you That nigga never got up with me You beef with me once And it's stuck with me I hold the drake for the company Cfn junkie boy you a flunkie Better not come to the house Of the cheesecake You could get hit with the broom Like a sweepstake Body bag zip em This ain't no ignition But I go and whip up The white in the kitchen And spend a lil bread on his head Yeah bullets like water Inside of the Newark It got a lil led in it Nigga you talking We hit a lil brain shot Huh head shot Make his body rock Ouu see a opp at twelve o clock Imma go and get that nigga shot Like a villain Uh nigga known for the killings Uh I can go and put him in it Half five hunnid on his head Damn nigga now he fucking dead Damn Imma take over Niggas be Faking the beef for exposure Name me a nigga who shot at me Like you don't put fear in me Shells leave you sleep Like it's melatonin I done lost it all Like I was the ronin No backbone onna trap phone Had to go and get up my numbers Hiding my stache in my pillow I had to whip up coke Now my heart cold Know that it's frozen But I ain't crip though I had to get on the bag Onna net like it's crypto Niggas is haters and broke And that's simple Boy what's ya info You ain't no top shotta We'll leave a bullet Right through ya gap Glock on me right inna skat Treat em like ricky He shot in his back Yeah I had to trap inna trap With a pack Get up my numbers and dedicate it Ohh ohh We leave that nigga with a black hole He was so mad Cause I took his redbone Crack his skull like a nigga stone cold Nigga I'm cold Ain't no Ain't no Frozen like I'm from the arctic I been winning I been moving round With sharks and snakes All my niggas go and leave The fish up in the bait We just go and take that shit Because my niggas love to take Imma take over Niggas be Faking the beef for exposure Name me a nigga who shot at me Like you don't put fear in me Shells leave you sleep Like it's melatonin I done lost it all Like I was the ronin No backbone onna trap phone Had to go and get up my numbers Hiding my stache in my pillow

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