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Nah nigga we don't play fair Brand new jays just came inna mail yea the pack touch down just gotta new pair I'm the one wit the plan got bands in my hand So im feeling like the man yea the man of the year Or the man of the hour Out in LA puffin on grade A boa you still smoke sour Nah I'm feeling too clean ho saying I'm mean god damn so we fuck inna shower Popped me a bean pull up to the scene knock niggas ass down like he da twin towers Oooh yea that boy so disrespectful Ran off Onna plug and I bought me a bessel I feel like a robot I'm slanging that metal We kill you on sight boy don't play wit the devil I hang me a nigga I'm cool by myself I ain't hanging wit niggas Police snatch me up I'm not naming a nigga I don't got the time to be hatin on niggas You broke as a joke I'm not playin wit niggas I was up at the college was taking from niggas I hope put on cottage might bake me a nigga Cook him Buddy be actin so gangsta but I know a nigga who took him Keep ma killer or two when I go to the club yea they on me like I'm Devin booker We wit the suns I feel like Nick cannon I play wit them drums Watch who you play wit lil bitch im the one These niggas they copy the shit I that I done I come from the bottom the trenches the slums These niggas bitches they sweeter than plums Peaches Bitches be hollin they rappin and cappin they fuck me and fonem for features Yo bitch she be callin cause she see me ballin yo goof ass mad sittin up inna bleachers One thing about me I'll go leave me a hoe and forget a bitch name like amnesia lil bay was so damn fine she wastin my time like girlll I'll never need ya Bitch ima dawg im not wit the bruhz No alpha phi alpha we step inna club Lil bitch she a delta she fuck me fa fun My lil skiwi bitch bought me a gun Ha ha hold on Yea I'm rappin real fast nigga RIP Frozone Bitch Im from the raq ion even got a coat on Say he on my ass I told him bring the show on Nah ain't a single soul that I fear Say he a killa naw he drunk off the beer I'm finna take off D Mitch caviler Feel like I'm dame left them niggas inna rear Tryna go AI need begetters in my ear Ja Morant at the rim lil nigga be clear Finna go g annis ima smoke him like a dear Ball like James Harden now im growing out my beard Remember back inna days I still got play Them hoes been fuckin I got slick ways Boa fuck a og heard he smoke free base Go hard inna paint 06 D Wade I let the whole choppa sang onna e way We da Real Lynch mobb hang him on his bday Hell nawl I can't change I won't be fake Say that he want beef fat folks eat steak Nah nigga we don't play fair Brand new jays just came inna mail yea the pack touch down just gotta new pair I'm the one wit the plan got bands in my hand So im feeling like the man yea the man of the year Or the man of the hour Out in LA puffin on grade A boa you still smoke sour Free my dawg out the state folks nem onna way, when the nigga come home a still sell powda Scat pac race say a time and place do it onna highway nigga fuck rush hour Lil bitch what it do now we onna west loop might get too drunk burn down trump towers Yea I do the most get did like ghost if you ever play wit me respect my power That young nigga legend he 10 plus 11 he act like he been here before Remember in 2013 we was only 11 we used to go steal out the store These niggas they wanna come be me but they can't een compete they be mad cause im fuckin they hoes I done came up from the street now they wanna hate me man I used to whip dope onna stove Gang