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(Yea, yea)
(Z6)
Six feet been keeping my distance
Disappear for months we gon see who really miss him
(Nobody really)
Big ups to us
Never together we working to much
IJU 4L, the family I trust
I try to stay humble but keep it a buck
No one fucking wit us
My poppa get bands he got him a system
But he got a problem he heavy with sippin
Told he need to cut back on the drinking
I call em out and then he getting defensive
Drinking like they done dropped bands on his kidney
He tryna collect it Like he tryna kill it
Hit up my cousin he need some assistance
I gave him a pistol his only assistance
Keeping him close that's my little assistant
Making some money go straight to my sister
Still got some money I haven't collected
I keep it on ice for the days it get wettest
I might need that shit just in case of emergence
Ice getting thin it's bout time that it melted
Feel like I'm preaching should call me a reverend
He started bussing lose ya life in a second
He used to this shit gotta give him a second
My cousin ain't working it's hard for a felon
I get some bands split it up wit the fellas
These niggas is jealous
Gotta correct em
Six feet been keeping my distance
Disappear for months we gon see who really miss him
I been broken split me down the middle
Pieces of my heart love and hate can't tell the difference
(Ah, ah)
Six feet been keeping my distance
Disappear for months we gon see who really miss him
I been broken split me down the middle
Pieces of my heart love and hate can't tell the difference
(Yea, yea)
I got some fiends in my family
Aint popping no percs
So it's hard to relax
(Yea)
Shout out to surf
I'm keeping him close
I know he gone cover my back
But we ain't moving back yea we keep moving forward
He loosen his lips yea the nigga reporting
Told me I keep to much shit on my plate
Well I told you I finish the shit that they started
I done matured I was moving retarded
My family can call me when they got a problem
Very dependable know I can solve it
They call me I answer
Don't answer I call em
(Yea)
Miss me, miss me wit dat fake shit
When they come around I can tell that they be hating
Six feet been keeping my distance
Disappear for months we gon see who really miss him
I been broken split me down the middle
Pieces of my heart love and hate can't tell the difference
(Ah, ah)
Six feet been keeping my distance
Disappear for months we gon see who really miss him
I been broken split me down the middle
Pieces of my heart love and hate can't tell the difference
(Yea, yea)
Six feet been keeping my distance
Disappear for months we gon see who really miss him
I been broken split me down the middle
Pieces of my heart love and hate can't tell the difference

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