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Ayo, Jug (I can't be walkin' 'round here like I'm anybody, I ain't anybody) Yeah (Eza on the beat, he cooked that sh*t), ah I can't be walkin' 'round here like I'm anybody, I ain't anybody She saw the stick, it's another body and another body And another body and another body I got some main b*t*hes, no side b*t*hes on my mentions I made a killin' minding my own business Stack up the paper higher than the ceiling My young n***a drilling indefinitely I'ma be what I'm destined to be I got people to feed, they invested in mе I was up in the trap house with the dog food likе it's Pedigree I was up in the meth house counting hunnids of rackades My n***a got caught in the stash house and I heard that he ain't coming back Nah, he ain't come back Lost my brother, my slime, my dawg Know she answer any time I call We got them choppers, ready for war Know that we lit, I ain't even flexing I got my shooters with me with a weapon Tryna stay open, 7-Eleven Play with my money, then you need a reverend I cannot f**k on a b*t*h if she broke This ain't winter, I got snow Time ain't waiting for nobody, baby, I just gotta go Keep 100, that's on my soul If she wasn't real, I let her go Grab the Crush, love to pour Pour up a hunnid, I pour up a four Yeah, I turn on the pain We're just praying for better days Now we in a Wraith n***as they mad, n***as they hate I'm in my bag, I can't relate Ain't no legs, aim for your face I ain't just anybody with a K I press anybody for the gang I can't be walkin' 'round here like I'm anybody, I ain't anybody She saw the stick, it's another body and another body And another body and another body I got some main b*t*hes, no side b*t*hes on my mentions I made a killin' minding my own business Stack up the paper higher than the ceiling My young n***a drilling indefinitely I'ma be what I'm destined to be I got people to feed, they invested in me I was up in the trap house with the dog food like it's Pedigree I was up in the meth house counting hunnids of rackades My n***a got caught in the stash house and I heard that he ain't coming back Nah, he ain't coming back Ten years to be exact Fendi on and a strap Kept it solid, didn't rat Crodie said, "Keep rapping Better stay out the trap Bruh, they don't wanna see you winning They wanna see you get snatched" So I can't roll with anybody, I keep it on the waist Don't think I'm just a rapper, I come lock off the place See, I don't play 'round, I keep me a trey pound I got me some issues, I think that's why no one stays 'round Baby, can you stay down? It's hard to be a star They wanna know where you is, they wonder where you are I can't let 'em know, see these b*t*hes get the drop North side 'til I go (Yeah), the Robin Banks I can't be walkin' 'round here like I'm anybody, I ain't anybody She saw the stick, it's another body and another body And another body and another body I got some main b*t*hes, no side b*t*hes on my mentions I made a killin' minding my own business Stack up the paper higher than the ceiling My young n***a drilling indefinitely I'ma be what I'm destined to be I got people to feed, they invested in me I was up in the trap house with the dog food like it's Pedigree I was up in the meth house counting hunnids of rackades My n***a got caught in the stash house and I heard that he ain't coming back
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