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You ain't talkin dead guys
Then don't talk to me
I walk around wit dead guys, it feel like n***as hauntin me
I'm mister walk around with hundreds
They thought I just won the lottery
Playin with my hundreds
We gon end up on your property
And I could get you gone for free
Run up, that choppa speak
Honestly, who hard as me
He said he get money, but that sound just like a lie to me
These n***as my sons, I see them, they see a lot of me
That sh*t like comedy

That sh*t is jokes
You run up and that choppa blow
It hit ya nose
It ain't sh*t boy you could get exposed
Choppa make em hit the folks
She like "Phil you in ya glow"
Wait, I know
I know, I know, I know that n***a broke
I see that boy don't get no money, that sh*t pitiful
Ok, I ride with the same gang til the transmission blow
And how you say you love the money, you don't get it though
I'm tryna hop up out that jet
You broke and can't get no respect
Play with my gang, you gettin stretched
I ball like New Jersey Nets
Ain't talkin money, n***a you could step
Choppa make a n***a 1, 2 step
You are not gang n***a, you a (?)
Oh you want smoke?
Say less
I told ya b*t*h to come and show sum
I told 12 that I don't know nun
I told 16 to roll up
I told 60 I can't fold up
I'm with funds the way he poured up
Oh you got robbed?
So what?
In a foreign doing donuts
They said "Phil you boutta go up"
B*t*h you knew that
You stupid if you didn't
You talk down on my brothers, I could turn you to a pendant
My bro out with a Smith &
And he don't leave no witness
Like grow up, you be kiddin
Headshot knock off his fitted
Stepback when he shoot that
Have the gang with me but you knew that
Money on my mind like a durag
I should go and get a money durag
I'm cappin, but you know what I mean
I'm bendin blocks with choppas
Sito, he shoot like he Gio

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