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Late handoff to Barry
35, breaks to the 30
Barry outside to the 20
Cuts inside to the 15, outside to the 10
Barry's into their 5 and touchdown
Barry Sanders turned around a defensive back about three times
Hah, hah, hah, hah
F**k these n***as
Helluva made this beat, baby
Let's get it, Helly

Uh, my city need some real sh*t that they can ride to (Let's get it)
Ain't no pussies over here, n***a, we slidin' too (Skrrt)
I love Smoke, he kept it real, that's my slime too
Trap goin' crazy, b*t*h lookin' like a drive-thru (Woo)
N***as think they f**kin' with me, that sh*t real funny (Say what?)
I spent fifty in two months, that ain't no real money (Facts)
Right pocket got the blues, these real hundreds (Blue hundreds)
They ain't' believe me when I told 'em I was comin'
N***as burnt all they bridges, now they looking for a ride
Pull up at your b*t*h house and tell her I'm outside (Yeah)
I ain't even f**k that b*t*h, she gave me a ma**age
My son say he want a million, that made daddy proud
Everybody who told me do it f**k around and died
K told me come and get him when it's time to ride
N***as turn the beef up, then turn around and hide
I dare a n***a say that I ain't bless him every time
I ain't worried 'bout no n***a, they ain't on sh*t (F**k you)
Left the set, hit the land and bought some more sh*t
I got a million ways I can approach sh*t
Said she playin' half crazy, give his a** the whole clip
Blow the finest Cookie, n***a, this sh*t loud
I'm in the zone but they smell me on Mile
Jump in the water with them sharks, you might drown
Go crazy, walked in this b*t*h, yeah, it's on
Fifty n***as in the club, b*t*h, that's how we bomin'
2018 alone, I damn near made a hundred
Spent a dub on a chain, all rap money
Make your b*t*h buy me some pills with her tax money
Meanwhile my baby got a couple packs coming
Give my dawg some extra poles, he'll bring it back for me
That new water got me shining like a b*t*h
We gettin' money, I got VVS diamonds in my sh*t
F**k some hockey, it ain't sh*t to get them slide with them sticks
Streets know who real, why you think they vibin' to my sh*t? Uh
Them n***as couldn't talk like me if they wanted to
My last year was practice, n***a, I was warning you
My b*t*h got her friends with her and it's more than two
They treat me like a king where I'm from, I'm telling you
Got the hoes goin' crazy, say I'm lyin'
She twerkin' already, baby still in line
These n***as tryna keep up, at least they tryin'
Ain't too many n***as like me, I'm one of a kind
Big Backwood stuffed with that one sh*t
Take a n***a's soul if he get on that dumb sh*t
It changed my whole life when I took that one trip
I love Nas but really I just wanted one brick
I love the game but it's some lame sh*t it come with
The new Barry Sanders 'round this b*t*h, the way I run sh*t, n***a

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