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Gunsmoke Town
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Kodak Black
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[Verse] Put my life on the line, the seventh time for you niggas And these the same niggas, I catch 'em out, yeah, I'ma kill 'em It's fucked up out here, at first they cross and then play victim Your big homies ain't right, Lil' Wop lost his life to the system I fucked off, I lost three million, tryna satisfy these bitches I've been on this KTB business, gotta maximize these riches Put the hood on my back, just for the projects to evict me I made it with this rap and the same devil triеd to trick me On the right, I'm movin' swiftly I'm shiftin' through the city, tryna duck fakе love One day I'll have everythin' I envisioned of I was in the field, slangin' that steel, for real, now I get it done Blood, sweat, and tears, behind the scene, that y'all ain't get to see It's still some unfinished business I ain't get to complete She say if I want rich, then she wouldn't have to compete If I weren't famous, 'cause it's different bitches on the daily I ran my money up and gotta fight it for my love I know she missin' me, 'cause I'm missin' her I'm sittin' like, how the fuck in one day I ate sixty Percs? I'm sittin' here, tryna figure out how to get this shit to work Got a Trackhawk engine on the stick, I put it in reverse, then I slide Comin' with my youngins, me and them jiggers gon' run up in your house Two sticks in the handgun and it's rented, ain't for enterprise Jump out, get it hit, we hearin' the business on my fuckin' side License plate, flippin' on that mission, every time we ride Everybody remember me in the projects, from back in the day Fourteen, the first time a shot a nigga, fourteen seven L.A. Fifteen, I was runnin' in them stores, give me everythin' Chew down on my big homie, like make sure I get fuckin' paid Fuck you mean, you gettin' more? That ain't how this finna go You wasn't with us in the store, you wasn't hidin' in the more Switch the wood, I switched the flow again, you ain't even know I ain't playin', I'm comin' to get my man, I'm gettin' your man's ho' We get the low, nigga We ain't playin' with it, put cameras on your shit We backed in at your crib You ain't even know it's strikers on your whip Yeah, fuck-nigga, you dust It's gon' be the second house on the left, soon as we get up Lil' one blow it up [Chorus] So when we get up, we gon' blow that bitch down Talked to Soda on connect, he know to hold that shit down From paranoia, that's my motherfuckin' round Yeah, he roam where I roam, through that gunsmoke town Yeah, he roam where I roam, through that gunsmoke town, you heard me
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