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White shot on the beat Brody caught a body, he went to trial they
gave him 45 I can't never leave without this 45
Momma heart heavy, she lost her son and another one
Takin' all these pills, I'm back healin' These ain't sold all over the counter huh

I went back to that prison for them years And all I had was my brother and them
My bitch fuckin' off, I took that time, shouldn't have left my heart with her
You weren't sorry till you got caught fuckin' with niggas, huh
Yeah, I fucked that bitch, I had my dick involved But I had all my feelings,  speakin' on my dog

I probably knock ya off , answer for my nigga I know how it feel to make collect calls
I know how it feel to share a cell with my nigga If it fall, you better grab your knife
Cause this shit gon' get serious Ayy, keep them niggas told and free the real ones
Laugh and joke and talk that whole 20 minutes I say, f*ck a friend, these niggas bitches

I ain't the same lil' Arnold  from years ago, I'm a different nigga
Smarter nigga, hustler nigga, cold killer That boy say, f*ck my homie, he a bold nigga
Still fuckin' with my bros who down the road, I'm goin' fours with him
Devahun thats my homie for eternity, I shared the same clothes with him

Back inside that mode again, my children my only focus in
Hop inside that load , and spin, burn him and his homie nem
Nigga dissin', I act like I don't notice him You accepted him back cause he told you he won't tell again
Convicted felon, but I still keep my burner near If my bitch fag off again, I'm leavin' in her rear

That nigga froze up when I pulled up on him like he a deer
These niggas hoes, these niggas fuckin' weird
Lil' Yay inside that cell, he took 30 years Damn, I wish I could bring my dog home
Damn, wishin' CJ could call me on the phone Damn, ain't nobody help me in that jail

And don't f*ck with me if you gon' f*ck with them
Hug my mama before I leave her, she might never see her son again
The police who he duckin , these niggas we tryna run in
This my fuckin' life, so don't tell me how to live it

I've been true since the beginning, 1998 when mama birthed the real
This A.R.P. take down the opposition How you say we bros in this slick competition
I don't care about the spotlight, I'm cool with assisting all my niggas
Hangin' out that window, he on bro case, we tryna kill the witness

It's forever, f*ck my brother, kill or catch him, I'm gon' stand on business
Put the switch on, back the Glock and that bitch shootin' like it's glitchin
She F*ck me and she got a nigga, these bitches is comin' different
They gon' have to kill me before they ever run me out my city

Back on side the nitty, I feel safer when I'm with it
Hustlin', tryna get it and put my niggas in position
Chasin' after millions, I'ma be there in a minute
If it's smoke, then bitch, we with it If the feds come, we ain't in it, bitch

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