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183rd street (Lawd) Parked the spaceship in front of mama's fry (G sh*t) We was taught to squeeze 'til the drama die (Brrt) Homie, don't be the reason that your mama cry (Please don't) Heard they put her son down like Ramadan (n***as gettin' tried left and right, homie) Then they wonder why the streets left us traumatized (sh*t ain't no game, n***a) Traumatized (Uh), traumatized I got a budget just to keep new Dior in my closet (Right) New handheld pistols on my n***as like wallets Big business, so you know, it's a bigger deposit High-tech money machinеs to speed up the process (Uh) I don't explain thе process to novices, what's the object? Hand full of bud in a bag, off the optics Uh, they hate to see me livin' my life Them "back-in-the-days"-stories still ain't changing the price Don't get caught up in position and power, for the hour n***as get to cappin' 'bout smoke, I light the loud up I got n***as rich, you got n***as clipped Embarrassed, investigated, all types of sh*t I underestimated the scripts, the hyphenate (Uh) You started off 30's and ended with Vicodins Worst thing you could do with a drug is light the sh*t The ratio from dealer to user is heightening Your life'll end Parked the spaceship in front of mama's fry (G sh*t) We was taught to squeeze 'til the drama die (Brrt) Homie, don't be the reason that your mama cry (Please don't) Heard they put her son down like Ramadan (n***as gettin' tried left and right, homie) Then they wonder why the streets left us traumatized (sh*t ain't no game, n***a) Traumatized, traumatized It's all good 'til rules get broke, and crews get smoked It's crazy when you get rich off the truth you smoke And them n***as that you f**k with only poof, you broke Got really fool parole, had to trap on cruise control, yeah Uh, you know I hit the interstate scorin' 'caine Quarter thing, before I left I got a oil change Park the 63 where your b*t*h stay, when you this straight The pu**y always free, but the bricks ain't, but my wrist great Yeah, my only jackpot was a crackpot They say I used to be a hustler, sh*t, when that stop? My new customers ask me when that drop It's still fifty racks dropped just to wack opps When I was younger I just wanted to be a fireman I grew up fast, buying yams, supplying grams Your favorite rapper in my diet plan I kept it gangsta, my choices was live a rat, or die a man Parked the spaceship in front of mama's fry (G sh*t) We was taught to squeeze 'til the drama die (Brrt) Homie, don't be the reason that your mama cry (Please don't) Heard they put her son down like Ramadan (n***as gettin' tried left and right, homie) Then they wonder why the streets left us traumatized (sh*t ain't no game, n***a) Traumatized (Uh), traumatized If we talkin' hustlers, I'm ahead of them all (Facts) And if we talkin' rap n***as, I'm beheadin' 'em all (Uh) I did it all just to ball, but was never incarce' 'Cause a fish with its mouth closed could never get caught, uh I slide through the trenches with this .40 on my hip Deuce-deuces in the purse, a lil' shawty in my whip (Got that) I slip through mo' towns than Berry Gordy with the bricks I got rich, kid, guess I'm Tory with the bricks If I call my body-droppers they gon' shotty shot 'em Catch you in your buildin', get your lobbies rockin' Spin the block and tell 'em hop in (Hop in) Then we skrt on them n***as like, "damn, they killed 'em" (Skrrt) Witness said they fled [?] just like some pilgrims Always on the guild then We always been them n***as and we still them I step outside the Hilton, they film him Hop into some plush sh*t with stashboxes built in And tablets for the children, and panoramic ceilings (Lawd) Parked the spaceship in front of mama's fry (G sh*t) We was taught to squeeze 'til the drama die (Brrt) Homie, don't be the reason that your mama cry (Please don't) Heard they put her son down like Ramadan (n***as gettin' tried left and right, homie) Then they wonder why the streets left us traumatized (sh*t ain't no game, n***a) Traumatized (Uh), traumatized
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