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This Lil Ruff live from the f**kin' pen, you heard me? I got three rules for you b*t*h a** n***as out there You f**k with DaYoungan, I'ma smoke you You f**k with DaYoungan, I'ma smoke you You f**k with DaYoungan, I'ma smoke you Straight out the gate, sleep on me if you want to F**k with 23 sh*t, stop playingEvery day I'm tryna be a better me One feet in the door the other feet still in the streets Without my daily drugs it make it hard for me to eat Without my f**king rod it's hard for me to sleep Why since I done came up they lookin' at me different? But I won't never change up, that sh*t just ain't my business Swear I hate being famous, I'd rather be in the trenches Tell me how the f**k they blame us, we gotta go and get it I ain't beefing with no n***a if that sh*t ain't 'bout a penny How the f**k you end up missing but the main one say you was with meF**k them n***as who turned witness, the judge handing n***as fifty Jim 'nem got hit with twenty, my time could be any minute That sh*t ridiculous, that's why I be chilling But willing to show you that I ain't pretending Only spit facts, all that other sh*t whack Yeah I hear how they say I don't rap what I'm living Well listen to that, run up, get your sh*t cracked I'ma take off your hat and just leave your sh*t missing I'ma really up, I be finessing packs I might shoot out of town and blow bags out in Lenox Got tears in my eyes, my pain they don't feel it No I ain't gon' lie, right now I'm in my feelings love all my guys, two times this sh*t I'm living Everything on the line so I can't get caught slipping Was raised up in the South so you know I be throwing fours I don't give a f**k 'bout no b*t*h, all I care 'bout is my bros No I never did have sh*t, all I dreamed of was to glow I swear y'all what made me sick Why speak on the sh*t if you don't really know? (YTR-CLoUt part) I f**ked yo momma, made her skip her period no comma, im from the south where we bout that drama, beat that pu**y up just like a lamma Hit them with the crip man im throwing up my set, take 6 bullets to the chest, n***a f**k yo sister, then f**ked her friend, thats yo sister n***a, you ain't gone do sh*t, me and dayoungan trappin b*t*h, pull up with Glocks, aks, and 47s, 6 point star we pull up with elevens, if they got sum to say f**k it, , i get the 50, ill kill his a** and put his blood in a bucket, damn, now let me f**k yo b*t*h, now let me hit a lick, get that cash, dont move or ima blast, i swear her stomach hurting, ill make it feel better with my d**k. this sh*t just make me sick, bout to start a heist, bout to take yo sh*t, you know me and jay be staying lit, now let me pa** the bars because im bout to break, i ain't got no room for no snakes, 6 poppin, 5 droppin, bk all day, wanna order a hit, better pay (on gawd) c187, co-rip, code word for dont f**k wit us crips (jaydayoungan) I swear y'all what made me sick Why speak on the sh*t if you don't really know? Sometimes I be mad as a b*t*h What they don't see kill me the most Jump in my way and get hit with the stick Bet I won't miss when I up with the pole Look at my neck, check out how it glist'Try to take this and I'm snatching your soul Almost got hit tryna rob a lick Should've blew off his sh*t but the rest would've told When I was young daddy gone on the joes Uncles and cousins work over a stoveDon't f**k with n***as, they act just like hoes Shout out to the OG's that gave me the ropes Stop playing lil b*t*h, 'fore your a** get exposed I done been hurt, it won't happen no more Show after show, just did one on the coast Just poured up a deuce, next time its a four I'm stuck in the game, I'm just tryna make it out Please stay in your lane, don't wanna take you out Free my brother Chapo, they just put him on lockdown I know some real steppers who won't make a sound Real steppers who won't make a sound, yeah yeah I know some real steppers ready to lay you down, yeah When you talkin' 'bout this it make me jack you out your pound, yeah N***as be talking sh*t, what happened when he slapped you around? Haha, but we ain't gon' speak on that though
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