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Play no games, man, my money sh*t is real (N***a) Play no games with my money, sh*t is real Try to take some' from and you get left like [?] And that's just how I'm built Youngin' with the stilt Every day and every night I'm out here tryna get a mil' See, I was 13 when I started seein' guap Only 14, I was shootin' at the opps Duckin' from the cops I been through a lot Even seen my mans die, I was cryin' on the block My momma said she love me and she prayin' that I stop But the more I push weight I see my pockets gettin' knocked And now they prayin' that I stop But I see my pockets gettin' knocked Couple years ago I was shakin' and catchin' knockouts Lyin' to get [?] without the Glock out The [?] gettin' hot now The [?] talkin' hot now And n***as took the sting 'cause they mans got shot down But f**k that, I'm off the JT pack And no this ain't a diss track, but that sh*t gettin' me smacked Free the S, free Migz, free RAF The crazy part about it is they innocent, believe that We was in the crib and RAF was off to the flats I was off on flat and we was gettin' so smacked 'Member all the guys was free, man, I miss that I hear cracking forwards like a motherf**kin' Kit-Kat Click-clack, boom, and you gon' get your sh*t shot Me and Marky on the drill, finna push a week back Hell naw, n***a, I ain't with the chit-chat We gettin' lit tonight, for Smelly, imma pop a bottle Since we already lit for Eazy, might just f**k a model Tell her, "Suck or swallow?" Like my d**k a bottle And when it's over, imma give that b*t*h the boot Black hoodie, black boots When I get up out the coupe Promise if I catch [?] imma shoot him in his tooth I don't do this sh*t for me, bro, I do this sh*t for you And for every fallen soldier, I just gave y'all my solute Only when I'm by my mother I adjust my att**ude I might eat your food for lunch just to start my afternoon 'Fore they took my n***a Smelly, I was just a half a goon Now I'm known to act a fool We can get it after school And my hands worked too I was pushin' work too On probation late nights, I'm like, "F**k that curfew" F**k that They get realer when jailers think up as killers When most of us [?] I'm ridin' out for my n***as I ain't ever f**k with n***as that ain't done as much as [?] I ain't chillin' with no pu**y I just f**k it if it's gushy I just hate to be a killer so just go ahead and push me I said just go ahead and push me, yeah, oh Play no games with my money, sh*t get real Left like [?] That's just how I'm built Youngin' with the stilt Every day and every night I'm out here tryna get a mil' See, I was 13 when I started seein' guap Only 14, I was shootin' at the opps Duckin' from the cops I been through a lot Even seen my mans die, I was cryin' on the block My momma said she love me and she prayin' that I stop But the more I push weight I see my pockets gettin' knocked Ooh, I see my pockets gettin' knocked (ooh, I see my pockets gettin' knocked) Yeah-yeah Ooh, I see my pockets gettin' knocked Ooh, I see my pockets gettin' knocked
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