REAL WICKED WE$t

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Me and gang walk thru rip that shit up
From the roof to nun
From Atlanta where we stay
Them lil niggas ain't really used to running
He tried to play
12 onna chase that's really what he get for fronting
Onna double play been MIA feel like i been on to something
I sit back with my head on
Locked in with my headphones
Talking shit now his head gone
We the ones that sent him there
Thou shall not kill but they don't care
Ferris wheel they love to spin
But our side just don't play it fair
Leave it up its in the air
In the air yeah
In the air yeah
This that hot shit they was talking bout
Bigger sparks bring them sparklers out
More precision when its handheld
We sent a message, he read it
Boy its safer for you inside the cell
He tried to cross us
But we gave him hell
But you know that we all heaven sent
God please forgive for my sins
But i might have to sin again
Cuz imma have to spin again
Damn June yo head not getting dizzy
Mann quit playin you know we used to all this motion
Quick and fast to bring them glocks out
He quick and fast to get knocked out
He quick and fast to get knocked down
This my city
This my town
Hell wrong his lil ahh
Keep a drum wit a tek in my bag
Got blue thumbs from counting my stash
Them niggas dummies so they gon crash
This that wicked west
Bout spiked up
Don't tighten up
Cant hold that blicky yet
He got folded stretch
Put sum in him
Leave his hoe a mess
They tracked him down then my murkers
Put some holes all up inside his chest
My lil young-ins don't know bout saving
He got popped
Carpet burn from that pavement
He got shot
But I'm sorry he ain't make it
Told her stop
But she want my baby
Caught a opp
He fried like bacon
Onna topp
This a new wave and
Long live June
Been saying it since may and
They just watching the picture I'm painting
I got the opp they drop the dot
Next thing you know he gone
Im not living shit
I'm making it
These just notes turned to songs
Got a bad 10 right next to me
And she gon make it home
Cuz i swear to god if anything happen sum gon end up wrong
Its a scam gotta trap from my phone
Nigga you broke you up off a loan
Not moving smart you moving alone
They wanna watch keep moving along
New funds on me I keep it P so next i want a hunnid racks
His team got played and moved it wrong
Fucked around got em all whacked
This that wicked west
Bout spiked up
Don't tighten up
Cant hold that blicky yet
He got folded stretch
Put sum in him
Leave his hoe a mess
They tracked him down then my murkers
Put some holes all up inside his chest

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