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I'm drinking Henny for my niggas
That ain't Never comin back 
And I can't let no nigga take me
So I'm clutchin on the strap
Got my Dummies ridin for Me 
Right or Wrong, We double back 
We came from Trappin hittin packs 
To writin raps and Chasin racks 
I put it all on the line
I can't believe we made it
I keep so much my mind
That why I stay so faded  
Cus I ain't going back broke
I ain't waiting on hope
Nigga move like a baker man 
We gon roll his ass if it's smoke aye 
Talkin to my heart
Say Aint no Love here
Pistol In My waist cold face 
Im Holdin Tears back
In the Booth I'm Still strapped
FNF gang
Shay gang 
You Offended Pussy bang 
I'm The Lighting in the rain
Put this Ruger to ya brain 
Heavy Gang Shit
Body Full of Drugs 
Shoot a Nigga 
For them Nigggas that I Love
Pour another Bottle 
For my Sister
You Don't know how I Much I Miss her 
Pop a Zannie Make me Take off like a missile 
I been Drowning Henny in the Hood
My Mind on Homicide
My Mind on Homicide
Who Really gon ride or die 
For a Maniac
Clutchin on this 50 Pack
Play With Something safe 
Cus Nigga this aint that 
Daddy was a dope fiend
Mommy Still Be Smoking Crack
Duckin all them Group Homes
Sometimes I Be thinking Back 
Grandma Was a Godsend
Loss my Innocence
Pray That God Come and heal a nigga
Listen and Repent
Under Pressure, I remained Loyal 
I aint been the Same Since my Momma dated Brian Torrel
Started Selling Drugs
Since my peers started wearing jordans
Buyin Jewelry  
Moral to the Story
I aint Never ever really felt important
Now I'm Different
Feel Allah just made Me Gifted
Talk Expensive 
Flow Equisute 
Rocking Pendants 
And do this shit with Presicion
F*ck wit me or Not thats your decision 
Destination is The top
And I Can Never Ever Stop
Until I get that Milly Rock 
Plotting and I'm Scheming
Get Higher every Evenin 
While I'm Fighting all these Demons
Bitches tryna suck My Semen 
What it is Love if you don't Mean it
F*ck ya Words I don't believe em 
Dirty Money never clean It 
Shoot the oppers til we Even
I'm drinking Henny for my niggas
That ain't Never comin back 
And I can't let no nigga take me
So I'm clutchin on the strap
Got my Dummies ridin for me 
Right or Wrong, We double back 
We came from Trappin hittin packs 
To writin raps and Chasin racks 
I put it all on the line
I can't believe we made it
I keep so much my mind
That why I stay so faded  
Cus I ain't going back broke
I ain't waiting on Hope
Nigga move like a baker man 
We gon Roll his ass if it's Smoke Aye 

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