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Chris Messan

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Real niggas never fold up, never switch up
By the end of the night, I need my dick sucked
Off seven grams, so I'm getting bitches mixed up
He ain't my man, pull his card like a wisdom
I'll be damned if I don't make it out the trenches
I know niggas dead and niggas who got sentenced
Don't give a damn if you fucking with my next shit
Stay up out my mentions, your bitch is in my section
She hit my phone, always wonder who I'm texting
Airplane mode, baby, I won't let the text send
Dog with a bone, I'm just trying to get my licks in
Grew up on the East, but I'm a beastie on the West End
And we get shit for less
Reaching for his neck, I want the piece above his chest
Diamonds probably fake, that nigga bought it trying to flex
I go sell it to a pawn shop, at least collect the check
Yeah, I was steady trying to ball out
Niggas working everyday, I ain't do callouts
Couldn't buy anything I wanted, get it all now
Trying to pop out at my college, flood the halls out
Rip Kobe, R-I-P to Gigi
Was wishing on some better days, ain't had a genie
Bigger dreams, always had them since a peewee
Trying to put on gang, love my brothers like Luigi
Belt DG, neck and wrist on VV
She be telling me I changed, but she won't leave me
I won't hesitate if she start acting skeezy
Quick to cut a motherfucker off, believe me
Lately I been off the deep end, tweaking
I'm always up, I'm in the stu while niggas sleeping
Pulling skits, pussy niggas playing pretend
Glock with a dick and the D ain't for the defense
Now I'm off that, I need the V10
Type of whip that you don't got to put the keys in
Need a shorty that's going to give without receiving
Type of bitch that she go suck it for no reason
Christian, Louboutin bleeding
Chris Messan, I been sliding with the demons
Licks you can't believe, I've been triple time scheming
You niggas going broke, went out sad like the Niemans
Real niggas never fold up, never switch up
By the end of the night, I need my dick sucked
Off seven grams, so I'm getting bitches mixed up
He ain't my man, pull his card like a wisdom
I'll be damned if I don't make it out the trenches
I know niggas dead and niggas who got sentenced
Don't give a damn if you fucking with my next shit
Stay up out my mentions, your bitch is in my section

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