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(AlFilmedIt) Yeah STL Been acting the same way since potty trained Don’t bro me if you don’t know me b*t*h I’m from the show me still got 3 bad b*t*hes tryna blow me I see y’all n***as tryna steal my flow that’s a no no Don’t make me have to pull up to your show tho And make that 40 go go Real sh*t southside forever What’d you say Prophet Throw that sh*t on Yuh yuh aye b*t*h b*t*h b*t*h Yuh 602 ([602] Prophet) Rob a b*t*h for his Jesus piece Got him screaming out geez Louise Stop him out leave my sneakers creased You ain’t trapping you just flipped some g’s little homies pushing quarter p’s Big homie out moving keys If thеre’s an issue you gone Rеst In Peace So don’t push my buttons you’ll be deceased Never lied I ain’t deceitful Dark thoughts I know I’m evil Beat his ass if he touch my people Royalty you can tell I’m regal Smoking gas you know that’s diesel Heard your songs and that sh*t fecal Everyone wanna be gang gang till it’s game time and they house get sprayed Everyone wanna be tough but get killed cuz they Times up Don’t dap me up if you two face Titty boi like I’m 2chainz Where I’m from they all push Caine Coke dealers in a Bruce Wayne Where I’m from get it 2 ways Sell drugs or you sell guns Either way you finna be a plug Southside we was raised by thugs Grandma always pray for us Tell the truth that ain’t saying much Fueled by hate cuz the streets showed love (4x) (K Loyal) Aye Aye I said b*t*h where you at Don’t make me f**king run up you get splats We got guns we got clipse we got straps I go dumb off the sh*ts fully Mac’d I said b*t*h where you at Don’t make me f**king run up you get splats We got guns we got clipse we got straps I go dumb off the sh*ts fully Mac’d (Vendetta) I could hit a lick to this I might hit a lick to this Competing with vendetta he get p*ssed just like a activist Stepping to vendetta he gets pressed just like a pencil tip Yuh that boy got it twisted like a pretzel is f**kboi tell em shut the f**k up okay huh Run boi run for the hills like it’s a race And Hills might have eyes But I got eyes that see through Better uh You might see a rapper I see opps and north side detta On my kill sh*t That boy he on fentanyl pill sh*t Fake drip He be sipping fake Drop that field sh*t Karo in his cup so he might hit the plug back real quick Couldn’t give a f**k so why the f**k would I give 2 sh*ts Zip Top I got all this purple where my pimp walk Pimp cane pimp slap a hoe if she act disgusting Aye Run it up run up out my house if you want f**kery Mic is On my armory make you look like a mockery Aye Aye I said b*t*h where you at Don’t make me f**king run up you get splats We got guns we got clipse we got straps I go dumb off the sh*ts fully Mac’d I said b*t*h where you at Don’t make me f**king run up you get splats We got guns we got clipse we got straps I go dumb off the sh*ts fully Mac’d
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