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Break down the green
Roll up the swisher
Pour the double cup rest in peace to my nigga
City where I'm from everybody got a pistol
People say they real they be really artificial
Say they got a lot know they really got a little
Saying you the man you the man in the middle
Playing with the gang baby you can catch a issue
Leave a nigga shitting bullets burning through your tissue
The love really fake
I can see the hate
Jealousy and envy written all on they faces
One day I'm going to make it up there with greats
Until then you can catch a youngin' getting paper
In the mall, balling hard like the Lakers
Niggas think it's sweet you can get it now and later
Armadillo skin, tough skin like a gator
In my own lane, hit the gas see you later
Pull the money out I see your bitch start grinning
Ralph Lauren on my linen, stay winning
Bitch so bad make a nigga think he sinning
Seen a lot fold been real from the beginning
Boy want smoke then it's up there like a chimney
I brought the smoke I'm higher than the ceiling
Take a couple L's before you really start winning
Yeah
Sometimes I need someone to talk to
Why I rhyme behind the mic inside this fucking booth
Still talking lies, they don't want to hear the truth
Me and my guys if I have to spin the block on you
Hit up your girl she done put the drop on you
Damn baby she had drop the bomb on you
Pushing up it's nothing you can do
It's a four door because my gang cannot fit in a coupe
Shooters back to back military platoon
Ah hell, all hell fixing to break loose
Got a lot to gain, what is there to lose
Struggle of the game choke a nigga like a noose
Down on my dick didn't know what to do
Button up the collar, laced up my shoe
Grind a little harder
Concentrate more
Then I did what I had to do yeah
Break down the green
Roll up the swisher
Pour the double cup rest in peace to my nigga
City where I'm from everybody got a pistol
People say they real they be really artificial
Say they got a lot know they really got a little
Saying you the man you the man in the middle
Playing with the gang baby you can catch a issue
Leave a nigga shitting bullets burning through your tissue
The love really fake
I can see the hate
Jealousy and envy written all on they faces
One day I'm going to make it up there with greats
Until then you can catch a youngin' getting paper
In the mall, balling hard like the Lakers
Niggas think it's sweet you can get it now and later
Armadillo skin, tough skin like a gator
In my own lane, hit the gas see you later

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