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Drugs straight out the capsule, send her ass to molly world I don't even drink for real, but I damn near f*cked a bottle girl I just bought a b*tch two pair of Chanels, I told her, "Model for it" When I'm in the club with n*ggas I don't like, we havin' bottle wars Said to my man like we on that n*gga ass, ain't no talkin' to us Give me compliments, my b*tch for real, but ain't no talkin' to her Champagne back to back in the Gucci store when I walk through it Get high, then I treat the mic like therapy 'cause I talk to it I sit back and ask myself, "Why?" so many times They treatin' sports just like the streets, they tryna give 'em fines He in the trenches without a gun, I called and gave him mine Bumped heads with my day ones yesterday, I say I'ma give 'em time Hope BA get right back off that time, they gave him fifty-five I hate Tayski gone forever, we locked in on 59th He was my dawg, he was my 'round, he was like fifty twice I made it out, I beat the odds, you gotta be precise Me and my auntie had some words, that sh*t ate me alive See, my lil' daughter bad as hell and she ain't even five He got the same time as the shooter and he ain't even drive An O-P-P got hit in his T-O-P and he ain't even die I've seen so many young n*ggas lose they lives That's why when I go to a funeral today, I don't even cry And that real sh*t run in my veins Some n*ggas I don't f*ck with for real, they just wanted my stain I put ninety on your head, that's one of my chains And I can't cap, that n*gga Von made me go to Johnny Dang I popped a pill and hit my head, damn, I was feelin' strange I'm swingin' first whenever a n*gga ask me what I bang When you lose five n*ggas in one summer, that's when you'll feel my pain You ain't gotta snatch it, they'll kill you, you can't feel my chains I'm the highest in the room, I feel just like La Flame They'll give you life, but change to a dub if you give 'em names Yeah, my life for real for real, this not a movie If a n*gga I know support my song, they'll call 'em groupies And they ain't even meet Lil Baby, but they'll go post his music And that's my dawg for sure, yeah, that's my dawg for sure And I be stressed out with my kids, sometimes I don't call at all And you be actin' like you off Percs, but you off Tylenol I done popped some X and I told my mama I was off Adderall I buy that Glock, I need that switch, I need that attatchment, y'all
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