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Borderline
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Shy Glizzy
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(Purple K) (I get my work from the narco) I hang with the killers and be where the crooks be Known to terrorize sh*t, so certain places won't book me I'll put it in their face every time they try to no-look me I'm not proud of this new era, all these n***as is pussies And they ain't talking 'bout sh*t, no, they just kicking they rhymes I don't lie about sh*t, no, I just come every time I don't think these n***as' bank accounts say more than mine Real n***a, I'm gon' meet you at the borderline They know I'm that n***a, they scared to admit it 202 my area code, your b*t*h got the digits Tryna see if this real or not, come see how I'm living We can pull up on a menace anytime in them trenches And I don't care none 'bout no fame, got me a few M's, then I'm winning They thought I made it out the game, I always had a foot in it I sent a n***a on a hit, but he got caught 'fore he finished Of course he ratted like a b*t*h and still ain't get lighter sentence Stop asking for old Glizzy, I'm a grown-a** man And if you know Glizzy, know I'm holding it down And they ain't know your favorite opp doing no dance And you can't change my life because it's not on the 'Gram (Ah) I hang with the killers and be where the crooks be Known to terrorize sh*t, so certain places won't book me I'll put it in their face every time they try to no-look me I'm not proud of this new era, all these n***as is pussies And they ain't talking 'bout sh*t, no, they just kicking they rhymes I don't lie about sh*t, no, I just come every time I don't think these n***as' bank accounts say more than mine Real n***a, I'm gon' meet you at the borderline Cash him out soon as it touch, ain't tryna owe him a dime You can hear it when I'm near, I'm hissin', know I'm a slime Know what's on the line, but slide like we ignorin' the time Trenches turned me to a lion, I'm protectin' my pride Got my blower, I ain't going, boy, one of us dyin' Don't talk to me about no bullets 'less you took more than five Wanna cry, they want my freedom, I'm a gladiator Still give out spankings, I ain't satisfied, I'm aggravated F**k it, we gon' clutch it, baby Want us, they gon' have to chase us, real Percs, I taste it Talk with Red, angry in a way, I wish that I could switch you places Heaven might not take me, it's an opp up there might try to snake me Hundred shots, he live, we make sure double back and get him later Freaky with this yeeky, hit him twice, that's double penetration I compare these rappers to wrestling, but they really faker We was poor since we was born, from war, we had to take it All my lil' brothers is gangsters, go get him if I say it I hang with the killers and be where the crooks be Known to terrorize sh*t, so certain places won't book me I'll put it in their face every time they try to no-look me I'm not proud of this new era, all these n***as is pussies And they ain't talking 'bout sh*t, no, they just kicking they rhymes I don't lie about sh*t, no, I just come every time I don't think these n***as' bank accounts say more than mine Real n***a, I'm gon' meet you at the borderline
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