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I pray to The lord my son got a jumper
If not, he'll be selling that thunder
Rerocc hundred thousand an onion
Bought me a building I might need a cover up
Bitch said she in love no more I can't f*ck her
Bitch that's bummy your trap went under
Smoking on gas that thrax pack thunder
Still remember your stats last summer, you wasn't putting up shit, no numbers
Lil bro pop out might wanna go cover
Just doing this shit for myself thats younger
My pops only son but I still got brothers
Clocked out 18 just to shoot a few jumpers
Been thinking about going to sell hoops at Rucker's

Might go shoot some then stretch relax
I know how it feel to come shop, f*ck tax
Ain't beefing with him wanna fight, f*ck that
Tell twelve I'm getting off merch, fucks packs
You tryna shoot, we running them finals, buck back
Twelve years of this work where the f*ck luck at?
Nah bitch I earned my work f*ck that
You ain't ever got off hunnid them packs
Get 10 packs off, we running it back
Got a play on lunch break-

Got a play on lunch break go run in the trap go grab that
Matter fact go put on a HazMat
He just hopped in the game and hopped out he backtracked
Walt White with the white girl, found where my stash at
Counting money you a dub short where that cash at?
I was first to put five on Snapchat
All my work might fill a trash bag
Last night made brodie bag that
Girl tryna post, untag that
Been with another bitch for a while
Money only thing that get a smile
Half a hundred thousand on a pound

Make a path walk that motherfucker down
Big strap hold a couple hundred rounds
Ima f*ck on this bitch to the-

Ima f*ck on this bitch to the morning sounds
Cut her off been a while she ain't mourning now
Big bag motherfucker need more than pounds
When your trap fell off your score went down
Started off with a half f*ck quarter pounds
That trap look like a hoarder around
Bitch just moved here we'll tour the town
Sell a fiend a ball that's more than round
See a cam I'll knock a reporter down
I hopped in the game still thrived with shortage around
Got a bird, I ain't talking morning sounds
Take a trip out of town I'm more than down
Tap in bro will put your mortgage down
These drugs have you hearing more than sounds

She mad she want more attention
Dropped eighteen recording a session
First L (loss) that I took I learned more than a lesson
Put my name in a song get more than a pressing
Only made 3 bands this morning, depressing

Yeaaaa

Jump back
I'm coming up off work, f*ck rap
They biting my flow- that one bug trap
It's smoke I need the whole thing f*ck taps
(It's smoke I need the whole thing f*ck taps)

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