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(FOREVEROLLING) I had a book before I wrote a hook, tried it and it took His is bendy, Fendi blended, pressed, and pushed, J wan' kiss the cook This big chopper'll chop a n***a roof, gangster as I look If somethin' get killed, they hide for two, three months, we chase sh*t down on foot Tryna bump, it ain't no front, n***as ain't outside to hunt He was hatin', I had a hunch, I set somethin' up and somethin' get slumped He ain't like that it's a front, put me in a song for what? Even if it blow, you better not never post a show or nothin' They get the lo' and don't do nothin', we get the lo', a soul go up Why you fake want smoke with us? As if your bucks ain't slow enough n***as dead, I ain't makin' no diss, I make hits, they know what's up When we war, I'm in the front, but when y'all beef, you Loaded Lux On the phone, he sound so tough, I pulled up, n***as wasn't on nothin' Most murders last thirty months and n***as still ain't called my bluff Yeah, my mama always told me, "Baby, seeing is believing" He slid on people, wasn't 'bout beef, and n***as ain't no demons You know to keep your moves quiet, dyin' if I see him The reason n***as know to up that yeeky, ain't no speakin' The reason n***as grievin', tryna clique up, make it even The reason n***as need help breathin', doctor, stop the bleedin' The reason n***as' people pay for peace, but ain't no treaty The reason n***as grievin', tryna clique up, make it even You ain't gotta tell me n***as bums and ain't on nothin' like I ain't certain Last time we was face-to-face at weekend was a funeral service It's gon' always end in hearses, I took over through murder I'm a boss, but suit up like a worker, I'm on this on purpose We slide, I put the cleats aside and wet the field with Jergens Like talkin', I think n***as workin', startin' to make me nervous That stick involved in several murders, clean, but it's still dirty And the game, it blessed me 'cause I play with courage, streets atop my jersey I got rich and get you stretched for thirty, Houston to New Jersey It took pain for me to find my purpose, make sure I was worthy I ain't say nothin' and they all heard me, however I word it To see me shine, I know they dyin', they can't decide which worse Yeah, my mama always told me, "Baby, seeing is believing" He slid on people, wasn't 'bout beef, and n***as ain't no demons You know to keep your moves quiet, dyin' if I see him The reason n***as know to up that yeeky, ain't no speakin' The reason n***as grievin', tryna clique up, make it even The reason n***as need help breathin', doctor, stop the bleedin' The reason n***as' people pay for peace, but ain't no treaty The reason n***as grievin', tryna clique up, make it even
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