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Yeah, yeah, uh yeah

Snakes in the yard 9 (Yeah)
How you say you're day one but let hate fill your heart? (Hate)
Toast to my real n***as, pray for the squad (Salute)
And we don't f**k with reds, we make 'em beg for the shards

If you don't swim, you boutta drown
I know my grandma's smiling down
She live in my lap, the pistol on me when I'm riding around (Brr, brr)
Never been a style for clowns (Uh), I never gave a pig a noun (Nah)
A person, place, a thing, we crack his wig and then we strip the crown
If you go plug designers, make 'em pay a fee (Pay 'em)
the text, we make 'em pay the brie
It ain't over 'til that hat hoe sing and I'ma play the keys (Yeah)
Life can be a b*t*h and then you dead n***as' c'est la vie (Hah)
Jesus please, plain Jane (Uh-huh)
Click, clack, bang, bang
Bully bad, gang, gang
We ain't in the same lane (Nuh-uh)
I'm just try'na stay sane
Put this in the mix
So exquisite how he paint thangs
I see n***as turned to fiends
The Devil is a lie, don't let 'em kill your self esteem (Facts)
Invest that money wise instead of spending up that cream
I was destined to be great, I'm a descendant of a king, n***a (Hah)

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