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Yeah
You know I'm not really supposed to be here so
Quick easy money
Next time?
Sorry little boy
There won't be no next time

When we running on the streets
Jamin out to fire beats
Throwing cash with no receipts
I said B*T*H GET OFF OF ME YEAH
Why You tryna steal my clout
When You talk get Yo d**k out Yo mouth
If You can't don't f**k with me
I'm slaughtering these beats like Issa kill streak YEAH
You couldn't spit to save Your life
B*t*h I just stole Your f**king wife
Then I had to let her go
Spitters are quitters and she's a hoe
You look at my wrist and You see stars
Listen to me while I'm spitting bars
All these stars they had to burn up
BUT I'M STILL HERE NOW WATCH ME TURN UP

Still ain't got my new whip
And I still gotta flip the script
It's getting lonely at the top
Come to my hood and You get popped

Parental Advisory Warning
A killer is on the loose
YEAH

Killer in the blood
Lil man still big like spud
YOU BETTER WATCH OUT
THEY'LL FIND YO BODY IN THE MUD
Told Eli he going to jail
He wouldn't admit it f**k blackmail
Keep Yo d**k out Yo mouth when You talk
Alarm goes off wake up n You get popped
Yeah You have my mothaf**king word
Pull up pop follow You like a bird
No officer I don't know sh*t
That sounds f**king absurd WOAH

Yo Jimmy call the hit man
Joey been talking a lotta sh*t man
Time to run in his f**king house
Pull up pop stash the Glock we out
I said Ramos grab the pole
Lick so big can't count payroll
Frustrated as mothaf**king hell
Get big licks ain't no need to sell

What You gonna do
When we running on Your block
You act like You's the sh*t
But all You do is talk
Have You met my homie Syd
You touch her i find out where You live
Getting lonely in this beat
Pull up pop b*t*h we on Yo street
What You gonna do
Can You feel it in the air
Seen too much crack been sold
Lost brothers lord I swear yeah

Getting handsy wit Yo b*t*h
Pull up pop I just flipped a switch
B*t*h please get off my back
Pulled out my ice thought it was a fridge woah

Yeah I have all of these haters
You can't never let them make ya
Otherwise You won't have a heart
They can't see the greater piece of art
I don't care if You in prison
F**k Yo life You through it way
So done with You and all Yo sh*t
Even now You still be playin
Make America Great Again
That hat it should be brown
Because when everybody hear those words
We all be turning down
Yo Ali if You hear this
Know that You my f**king bro
Don't get it twisted saying sh*t
Don't be a f**king hoe YEAH
Send my shooters bet You flinch
They gone pop You if You move an inch
The word on the ice cold street
Is that I'm mean just like the grinch

YEAH

Friday 13th bet its soon
Pull up pop don't sleep til noon
Cuz everyday's Your unlucky day
You You'll see the devil soon

Yeah

When we running on the streets
Jamin out to fire beats
Throwing cash with no receipts
I said B*T*H GET OFF OF ME YEAH

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