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Fire In The Booth (Part 3)
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Charlie Sloth
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You know what time it is when you hear this, right? (Now, it's time to Rumble!) I don't give a f**k about the fame, tryna' get my money long Could've went mainstream, but I ain't no Uncle Tom With these Glocks, man will turn you to a soul Leave a n***a in a box likes he's working in a toll I was in jail, dinner time eating cornflakes (Then what?) Then I went from court dates to tour dates If you think Ice City fell off, you must be mad I just signed "shh", six-figures in a duffle bag And if it ain't my weed that they flip Then I'll lean on the strip like the codeine they sip School days I was popular Only if I knew back then I was playing with snakes like my Nokia They wonder if I'm saving, told them not to worry I ain't MC Hammer, I ain't blowing all this money I made 50 G's this week in the trap b*t*h, I sell keys in my sleep, this ain't cap, uh So don't go missing if you tick this pack My n***a Bunz will take the mink off your b*t*h's back This is my last one, I'm 'bout to switch to rap And I still rep the Churches like Sister Act, uh I got hitters so I blast off my strap While I'm sitting in Barca with Jack Fam, I pull up on the strip in a Lambo' Put on a fresh outfit just to go sit in the bando My chick says I think the world revolves around me Can't afford to slip, I always keep revolvers 'round me Smoke some biscotti before bedtime I ain't open up for no one, my first show was a headline Yeah, I'm signed but that's streams strictly Doing donuts in my coupe's the only time I was in a 360 Can't bring them stars 'round me Cah my troops will rob a n***a like Arsenal Fan TV, it's Nines
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