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808 Mafia Ayy I was in a slump (Was in a slump) Ever since I lost my brother, I've been gettin' drunk Slowly crawlin' out the hump, shit got me f*cked up, mentally Any nigga play with me, I dump, physically Everywhere I be, we keep a couple Glocks tucked I ain't hard to see, I'm in that double-R truck I can't lie, I got a lot of money, ton of money Stackin' money, I don't walk to money, run to money Money callin', bitch I go to money, come to money Money fallin', I got winter money, summer money Uh-oh, woke up spent a hundo' Still don't give a f*ck though Clips with hunchos, Glocks with switches, hit a bunch of 'em Have them killers touch on 'em, like they got a crush on 'em We get niggas headshots, never put a crutch on 'em Like the gear, I clutch on it We couldn't wait to bust on 'em Took years, he had luck, though, but f*ck buddy, he cutthroat Me and foenem cut throats We ain't waitin' on no get backs, so it's bronem must go Run up hittin', really with that, we make niggas drop poles Man, shout out to the hoes, we make bitches drop loads And they textin' lock codes He a ho, his Glock cold Finger twitching when I tote, fire itching in my coat I'ma say it, and I quote: "I can't wait for gun smoke" In them trenches, I'm a G.O.A.T. Like my mama, f*ck goats I can't sleep, I stay woke Solid, I'm forever woke Dreamin' like I'm never woke Got knowledge, I'm forever woke Setbacks but I got better, though, the realest shit, I never wrote But I'm crazy, but I'm clever though They came to me, I never spoke Gang shit, I'm claiming it Get angry, I'm dangerous Don't run, I got range This shit change me when I'm aiming it One-twenty in two lanes Swervo can't be in no Wrangler Two-hundred on two chains, when they hangin', they tanglin' I hustle all day, I come from hallways, slangin' it You hop out broad day, f*ck with you the long way, rectangular This shit ain't hard, man, my opps be sitting ducks, danglin' We tint trucks daily At least ten of us, we keep our fingers twisted up, bangin' You ain't on shit, what (What?) Pussies be cliqued up Don't give no f*ck, yo' clique sus (Clique sus) Put 'em against us Gon' leave niggas stiff on the fence stuck Forgive me again for my sins It's many men, fall victim of this FN 'cause they friends 'Cause I need a cleanse (Ayy) I need a rinse (Yeah) Blew his f*ckin' brains out, ain't make no sense, yeah Throwin' Bs up, we swarm shit, on cap I love revenge, that's a warm dish, no bap
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