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I swerve in a coupe spill sum stains on my clothes
I ain’t seen no tour but I been on dat road
Da city Lithonia I fucked up da pound of da blow
Ima always love me a bitch from Decatur
Big pistol protecting my life like a saver
Heard my bitch sold her soul & I can’t even save her
A bitch a reason my heart cold like a glacier
I hit from da back & I switch up da cadence
I jus wanna tell my Mama we maaade
Dey done made my lil nigga go federal, navy
Still ride wit dem straps we gone shoot like da navy
Allat G.O.A.T. talk makem’ think he da greatest
When you step on dey neck dey gone say dat you hatin’
Ima pop to da top like a attic
Dey want me da basement
Down on my dick wit no dollars da bottom
Wan havin’ nun all I had was a basement
Now I’m drippin’ in Demon designer da devil wear Prada
I really jus popped out da bottom
On Dukes, blue collar white collar da models
I’m talkin’ bout money, you talkin’ bout pussy
You killin’ bout pussy but won’t even shoot fa?
4Money it’s free all my brothers 4Block wat dey reppin’ 4 ever I lovem
I f*ck & don’t cuddle
My trigger a triller no shuffle
I’m locked in da trap witta key & a duffle
Got locked in da streets sending keys to my mother
Rollin’ up O’s sippin P’s wit my brothers
Dem bastards gone hate I got rings on my knuckles
I got drip on my body I piss up a puddle
Back in high skool used to get in da trouble
I came from da struggle
Now I’m back slappin’ dem pieces in puzzles
Valentine’s Friday I’m goin Chris Tucker
Westbrook a pint, make it triple double
24/7 I ride da my brothers
357 I kept da revolver
Dis fa da days I had to trap out my locker
My baby can’t sip out dis bottle
I swerve in a coupe spill sum stains on my clothes
I ain’t seen no tour but I been on dat road
Da city Lithonia I fucked up da pound of da blow
Ima always love me a bitch from Decatur
Big pistol protecting my life like a saver
Heard my bitch sold her soul & I can’t even save her
A bitch a reason my heart cold like a glacier
I hit from da back & I switch up da cadence
I jus wanna tell my Mama we maaade
Dey done made my lil nigga go federal, navy
Still ride wit dem straps we gone shoot like da navy
Allat G.O.A.T. talk makem’ think he da greatest
When you step on dey neck dey gone say dat you hatin’
Ima pop to da top like a attic
Dey want me da basement
I came from da bottom da block
& I’m really too street like da pavement
Counting up Benz I done crashed da Mercedes
I cut off Alexus still f*ck wit Mercedes
I can’t trust no lil bitch dat aborted a baby
I’m sippin’ on lean bitch I’m str8 on da barz
Bitch you kno I’m not lazy
Can’t speak on dis shit ima grave it
Every scar on my heart an engagement
I keep taking dese drugs I can’t save you
My cousin in county I make sure he gravy
I seen dat boy go to da federal, navy
I kno I’m da 1 like I’m Payko McGrady
I was trappin in parks I done seen da Slim Shady
Send me deposits for me to go crazy
I don’t run from problems shit I gotta face em
I keep me a pistol protecting my safety
My pack in the mail I don’t care if dey trace it
Bands in my lap wit my fire adjacent
De’De on Friday got lyrics for Jason
Poppin’ dem Siri’s I’m hearing my thinkin’
Vegan da bacon drop chickens on bankings
Promise I don’t need me no deal to make it
I drop to my knees & I pick up da taxes
Payko a stepper da Trail I got rich on dem bastards
I got killed by an angel uon feel my pain
I ain’t from New Orleans I kno I ain’t no saint
I still got da same thrill when I got my first pint
Ima always love me a bitch from Decatur
I get my head from my feet
& I told you
I won’t let you go hungry no more
I’m back hittin’ da gas wit my foot on da gas
I swerve in a coupe spill sum stains on my clothes
I ain’t seen no tour but I been on dat road
Da city Lithonia I fucked up da pound of da blow
Ima always love me a bitch from Decatur
Big pistol protecting my life like a saver
Heard my bitch sold her soul & I can’t even save her
A bitch a reason my heart cold like a glacier
I hit from da back & I switch up da cadence
I jus wanna tell my Mama we maaade
Dey done made my lil nigga go federal, navy
Still ride wit dem straps we gone shoot like da navy
Allat G.O.A.T. talk makem’ think he da greatest
When you step on dey neck dey gone say dat you hatin’
Ima pop to da top like a attic
Dey want me da basement

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