IJTMN (feat. Witchitaw Slim & Jay McCants)

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Ham-Flo

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Say what you mean and mean what you say
I came with the team and I'm leaving the same
I told y'all niggas man
Ok
I just told my niggas we about to make a million
Cop a Wraith and peel it
Operate the ceiling
Conversations different when it's commas for the digits
We been goin' for a minute gon' be on it til we get it
Ok
I just told my niggas we about to get it started
Got to blow regardless
Eliminate the targets
Be centerstage front audience
To show them who the hardest is
Then steady keep it sparking
Rest In Peace to all them
I just told my niggas we about to make a milli
Want steak that came straight from Philly
The cheese, the deli, the Benji
Release, release till they feel me
I only chase after bank
This flow sharp it could make a shank
I'm a shark I could never tank
Try slaughter my reputation then turn round and conversate
Quick way to become a case
I kill him no hesitate
I did numbers to crack the safe and see hundreds all in my face
Bring glory to where I stay
We the coldest to rep the state
Final notice
I just told my niggas we about to make a million
Cop a Wraith and peel it
Operate the ceiling
Conversations different when it's commas for the digits
We been goin' for a minute gon' be on it til we get it
Ok
I just told my niggas f*ck the game cause we the best out
Hits coming back to back like we Aubrey but they stretched out
I wanna check from Spring to Autumn
Nigga's bitches keep on calling
My future to cop a 'rari
If you mad then bitch I'm sorry
It's the ghost of the Sweet Jones
With a pocket full of stones
Been outcasted since them vogues
Yo cousin momma's Cadillac doors
I'm wicked I must admit
I'm listed in all the mentions
To be the nigga she feelin
A menace to all the state
Enlisted to be a killer of niggas who think the chills
Of the niggas who think they ill
We be killin' it must be fate
I'm in the back of the 'lac with them racks honey
And them niggas steady worried about they tax money
We flex on a bitch and get it back money
Middle fingers to your raps how I act money
From the player's ball to the office
I'm taking names and I'm making coffins
A underground king 'til they off me nigga
I just told my niggas we about to make a million
Cop a Wraith and peel it
Operate the ceiling
Conversations different when it's commas for the digits
We been goin' for a minute gon' be on it til we get it
Ok I'm on it like cheese on pizza
I taught myself never needed teachers
Pockets got Franklins I keep Arithas
So I'm watching and waiting cause niggas creeping
My obligation is keep on eating
Piled up my plate with a decent heaping
My poppa made me to be a leader
They should properly pay me to speak to people
I be walking the pavement chiefin' illegal
All in the bank and I reak of diesel
High off this dank I could feed a eagle
Yea the team dropped a banger and this the sequel
Art I create just might need a easel
Bass got Big Bang it might be Vegeta
Stay with the gang til I meet the reaper
And nah we ain't the same but the dream is equal
My motto's take it or leave it
But don't plan on leaving a thing
And I know I make it look easy
But you see the shine not the stains, yea
I just told my niggas we about to make a million
We been goin' for a minute gon' be on til we get it
Final notice, if you ain't noticed by now well then it's too late
I don't even know if they make droptop Wraiths
For real

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