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The Race (Remix)
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Aye lil' b*t*h, hahaha B*t*h I'm from a warzone, don't get close, might get killed in there Miss my fallen soldiers, heartbreak what I had to feel in there Them magazines ain't got no pages, hollow tips was filled in there Shots coming from e'rywhere, you might need a shield in there This hot car ain't for joyriding, we really do drills in there What's in that trunk'll barbecue a n***a like a grill in there Foenem steady swerving, riding dirty like a millionaire Them hood hoes ain't sh*t, if I was broke, you think they still would care? Need a b*t*h from overseas, that's really her Brazilian hair Get that bag and stack it, I got plans to be a billionaire Feeling like Chef Ramsey, hit the kitchen, show my skills in there Bricks all through the trap house, they like, "What he trying to build in there?" The county just another stadium 'cause it's a field in there So I'm screaming free Mike Durb 'cause I know it get real in there Feel like I'm the hottest, let's be honest, b*t*h who cold as me? Lil G'll do it, so you know why I keep bro with me I give him that fan, he flip that switch, b*t*h he gone blow for me All them killers ready so just watch how you approaching me ODA my team, I set it up, I bet they score for me And we drop the rakes, we GDK. that's how it's 'posed to be Lil' b*t*h hit my line like, "Yeah, I love how you was stroking me" I told her I ain't cuffing though, you gon' have to get over me I'm balling like I'm Ed, b*t*h but ain't no n***a coaching me Only f**k with money getters, you n***as look broke to me Cous-o like to run it up, that's why I keep 2-4 with me Took off on my way about that time to make 'em notice me Tell the gang, gather 'round that table, make a toast with me Once you see a meal, ain't yo' whole team supposed to eat? Lil Blast, he be on it out there posted with a pipe or two Scope on that G22, don't make the gang come sniper you Put him on his sh*t, we had to change him like that diaper new TTG be bugging man, my n***as ain't gone fight with you Handguns cool but I like choppers like a biker crew I'm from 1300, b*t*h getting money what we like to do 'Member grandma told me, "Grandbaby, go be a star for me" I'm just dream-chasing, trying to run away from poverty I know what I'm going for, them obstacles don't bother me Get rich, buy a couple buildings, welcome to the Bartlett Suites Got it on my own 'cause I couldn't let a n***a father me Learned I had to listen, close my mouth and let them dollars speak Filming while we f**king, we link up and make p***ography She know that I'm banded so she just gon' play her part with me Hoes know I ain't sh*t, Boonk Gang a b*t*h, don't give yo' heart to me (Hahaha) Haters turned to fans, we still ain't friends, no you can't rock with me B*t*h you shouldn't of never doubted me, f**k yo' apology Shouldn't of left me hanging me now you just another opp to me Speaking for the streets, saying I'm thugging, that's that 'Pac in me B*t*h I'm taking off, so it's a fee if you want bars from me Kill a n***a on the feature, no one can go hard as me Used to be so far behind, done pa**ed 'em up like pardon me
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