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You know where to find me I'm in the six, I'm raw just like the shine B I'm in the mix and you should see my homie's timepiece It's in the wrist, I've got this flicky on me, try me I'll leave you pissed and you know you ain't about that life G You'd probably snitch, these days they don't build 'em like me I wish they did and I don't front on all these rap songs I need a brick, they know I ain't a cunt where I'm from I'm with the shits and I'm just tryna get my stash long If that's wrong then what's this? Tryna get these packs gone These packs gone, re-up again, best take your hats off Trap gods, we're up in here, best take your hats off Trap gods, we're up in here So f*ck a foot up in the door, I'll put my head in there Rap game f*cked up man, it looks dead in there So f*ck a foot up in the door, I'll put my head in there Rap game f*cked up man, it looks dead in there I ain't slim but I'm the shadiest I think I'm Biggaveli, I'm the waviest I've got all this weed smoke all in my radius And she don't know my name, she knows my alias We're some trap gods, trap aliens No deal and im a major then See real jiggas, ain't no changing them My G's up in this Old Bailey then We're Beanie Sigel, we so A.B.M Mateley on dole like Mash and Lex and them I'm about some cheques, let's get some cheques in then I'm about some cheques, let's get some cheques in then Til I'm PP, slumdog millionaire So f*ck a foot up in the door, I'll put my head in there Rap game f*cked up man, it looks dead in there Rap game f*cked up man, it looks dead in there So you saw us backday On a bus backday on a Titch ting I had a burner in my rucksack day Tryna touch man's face on a big ting Kettles had me gassed them days Look at what the system raised Blinded by whips and chains Same book, different page So f*ck a foot up in the door, I'll put my head in there Rap game f*cked up man, it looks dead in there So f*ck a foot up in the door, I'll put my head in there Rap game f*cked up man, it looks dead in there I'm back and I've got TT My soldiers out here for like three weeks You getting money, you don't need sleep But most can't hack it, this the mean streets I'm blowing loud, I'm such a weed freak My brudda chop it down and deal leaf These trappers put my shit on repeat And now they say I'm what the streets need So how's it feel? How's it feel to be real? Clearly I'm sick, how does it feel to be ill? Well I can't tell, what do you mean you can't tell? Shit I've been like this since Kenan & Kel I was out on the road, had to see for myself So f*ck a foot up in the door, I'll put my head in there Rap game f*cked up man, it looks dead in there So f*ck a foot up in the door, I'll put my head in there Rap game f*cked up man, it looks dead in there
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