Too Humble Remix

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StrapGang AB

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You ain't seen the shit I seen, you ain't did the shit I did
You ain't never seen no body drop, lil' boy, yo, that's a kid
If the police know what I know, I be sentenced to my death
Fuckin' Nike, I earn my stripes, ain't no way I'm gettin' checked
I'm done lettin' niggas buy, I'm startin' to stand on niggas' necks
F*ck your homie, his ass died, you come behind, you gettin' stretched
I was thuggin' by myself before I was ever with the gang
417, I'd be the mafia not even Lamar could stop this rain
I had stopped sittin' back, I had a suit up, put in pain
All my niggas takin' shit, so when we walk in, tuck your chain
His mama said her boy was smart, so when we caught him, hit his brain
You not a opp, you switch sides, and you mad, cause you can't hang
I'm gon' do it by myself, wont pay no nigga, to put in work
Say you miss your dead homie, go and dig him out the dirt
Never mind, it wasn't no casket, that boy ashes in the urn
Call me Craig, I'm bustin' back, you try to slide like you Big worm
I had to go and , claim my spot it wasn't, no time to take my turn
How y'all take my opps serious, they never slide, them niggas sherm
You ain't a threat, you a store runner, we gon' senx you to the clerk
I ain't bending off, no lean or weed, just go get me a perk
Ain't no nigga put me on, ain't nobody give me shit
Out here gettin' it on my own, so don't ask me for shit
I was fuckin' up the road, it's just me and my bitch
Y'all I be riding with that girl, but in the passenger, my blick
Yea I trip on every beat, they say, AB be on tip
If you got somethin' I want and I don't know you, you gettin' stripped
Arp hold 22s, when you get shot, it feel like a pitch
You ain't a factor in your team, it ain't no beef, you on a bench
When you die, they ain't gon' slide, boy, you ain't even gon' be missed
I'm with 24 we some sharks, get out the water, you is a fish
Bro just caught another opp, then he scratched him off his list
I drop 5's, don't drop 4's, and I ain't talkin' bout no trish
I been actin' way too humble, time for me to turn it up
We been poppin' at y'all boys, I know y'all niggas heard of us
Dude was dissing then he died, I ain't never heard a cous
I kill my own fam, don't give no f*ck about no blood
You ain't gotta pay for the sauce, I give it all off the love
Cause when I was down, bad on my ass and I was broke, ain't get no love
Ain't nobody put me on, ain't nobody give me shit
I'm out here gettin' it on my own, so don't ask me for shit
I was fuckin' up the road, it's just me and my bitch
Y'all be ridin' with that girl, but in the passenger, my blick
Yeah, I trip on every beat, they say, AB, be on tips
If you got some that I want and I don't know, you gettin' stripped
Arp hold 22s, when you get shot, it feel like a pitch
You ain't a factor in your team, it ain't no beef, you on a bench
Yeah nigga
Know what the f*ck going on
My lil' bro Flow nigga
F*ck the opps
Yeah, 417
Long live Melo
It's a family, nigga

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