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Woofin
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Lil Rece produced it What are you n*gga made out of metal? You must be made out of metal, I hope so Why n*ggas woofin on the Gram like they can't get touched? Where I'm from the innocent turn angel dust Living in hell, I can't tell you what an angel was Went to church asked the preacher do he pray for thugs Heard they want me on that tee but ain't brave enough And I was really in that field you ain't slave enough Stacking for the rainy days, you ain't save enough In that jungle with the wolves you ain't safe enough I hate to see them loved ones start to changing up Life a gamble, get the dice, won't you shake it up b*tch I'm really authentic I can't make sh*t up Turn your brother to a picture, have you hang it up My circle been closed for years you can't hang wit' us To get where I wanna be I just can't give up And I been feeling like I'm falling and I can't get up n*gga claim he want smoke n*gga take a puff When that pressure on, we wit' all that I'm the man in this b*tch, n*gga all caps I ain't listening to n*ggas they be all cap n*gga not one opinion n*gga all facts Don't say you love me if you can't tell me why And the way a n*gga live it feel televised Like my b*tch hella rude, never hella nice If them Cooks don't stink they ain't smelling right I can knock a rich b*tch with no second try n*gga we ain't decorate better recognize You n*ggas running from the truth with them selling lies I done stopped going to parties, hard to catch a vibe All you hear is gunshots if you mess with mine Trying to focus on myself focus next in line Told my girl, "Don't wanna rush, can we give it time?" When I'm gone on that road is it even mine? Yeah I hope so, but I don't know so When we was young n*ggas, we was grown folks When it's war time, n*ggas no shows When it come to Ben Frank I got a boat load All my n*ggas big dogs y'all some bozos And I been balling for a minute I might go broke SOB b*tch betcha I'm in go mode Feel like Deebo in this b*tch, worried 'bout no hoes Why n*ggas woofin on the Gram like they can't get touched? Why n*ggas woofin on the Gram like they can't get touched? Why n*ggas woofin on the Gram like they can't get touched? Why n*ggas woofin on the Gram like they can't get touched? Why n*ggas woofin on the Gram like they can't get touched? Where I'm from the innocent turn angel dust Living in hell, I can't tell you what an angel was Went to church asked the preacher do he pray for thugs Heard they want me on that tee but ain't brave enough And I was really in that field you ain't slave enough Stacking for the rainy days, you ain't save enough In that jungle with the wolves you ain't safe enough
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