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Young Avante

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Hold on, stop the car, cuz I'm finna get the blickin
Used to be my mans, but you told, so you just a witness
All that shit I did for niggas, some shit I ain't gon' mention
Guess mama was right, I'm hard-headed and I don't listen

Just wait for a nigga to try, his whole face gon' be missin
That's why I stay in my own lane and mind my own business
At the age of 13 is when I fell in love with racks
Still smokin' crash, dummy, he ain't die, but still a pack

Can't believe they almost took Junior, so it's war to the end
Trap used to be my rap, but snitched in the end
Mama always told me, better watch your own friends
It's a tricky game, but I never told all my mans

Never fold in that jam, niggas know I'm a blam
Catch a opp lackin and then I'ma unload on his twin
Headshot, caught by the red dot, smokin' bumba trees
All I smoke is real dead opps, big 50 on the way

He just doin' a lil' time, if you try to approach me
Bet I pass this fuckin' gun line, all I gotta do is
Tap this bitch one fuckin' time, it go off like a bomb
Now his ass in the sky, niggas wanna talk bout some

Pink pussy weepin' head racks, the whole gang got motion
Nigga, I already said that, better die that shit down
And pump your motherfuckin' brakes before I have my
1400 niggas come and crack your face

Why aim for his chest when you can aim for his head
Watch his fuckin' body fall, that's how you know that
nigga dead, I know the opps wanna get me
Cause they ain't gettin' no lick back

I seen niggas freeze up, once they heard that click-clack
I been really tryna chill, but niggas got me back in mode
And it really hurt my heart when I found out Breezo told
But me, I can't go, I can't bend nor fold

Same gang, same pose, might just black out and just blow
I'm like, hold on, stop, the cop might get the blickin
Used to be my mans, but you told, so you just a witness
All that shit I did for niggas, some shit I ain't gon' mention

Guess mama was right, I'm hard-headed and I don't listen
Just wait for a nigga to try his whole face, gon' be missin
That's why I stay in my own lane and mind my own business
At the age of 13 is when I fell in love with racks

Still smokin', crash, dummy, he ain't die, but still a pack

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