Six Ways
Malik Lucre
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Woke up on the other side of the map I Thought I was still in the trap I know that you broke and ain't got no hope But that's how it be when you nap You living disguise and full of them lies Somebody give him a cap They holding they friends guns smoking on skimps pretending they rap I don't wanna f*ck with you I can't do no songs with you Won't even give you no dap I was just fucked up I ain't have shit Now I sit back and I laugh This just some old money If you ain't know Yea I just took it a bath Why you ain't drop yet Shhhid cause I'm perfecting the craft These niggas be cap headwear That broke shit ain't getting you nowhere Bitch imma ball like No hair Talking bout struggle don't go there I was just low like a income Then I blew up like I'mVietnam All I got is my glock to depend on All I got is my cup for to lean on I made it out of that dungeon I can turn nothing to something I get that money like Six ways She ride the dick like a freeway Same ole me just a new day I'm on they ass like crochet I pour up dat wock with the OJ These niggas be broke go pray Cuff on a thot no way I use to sleep on a carpet Glizzy on me ain't no arguing Get smoked no Bob Marley Want nun but that cheese parsley Ball like Steve Harvey She got her eye on me peephole I'm sick of these niggas like Neyo Woke up on the other side of the map I Thought I was still in the trap I know that you broke and ain't got no hope But that's how it be when you nap You living disguise and full of them lies Somebody give him cap They holding they friends guns smoking on skimps pretending they rap I don't wanna f*ck with you I can't do no songs with you Won't even give you no dap I was just fucked up I ain't have shit Now I sit back and I laugh This just some old money If you ain't know Yea I just took it a bath Why you ain't drop yet Shhhid cause I'm perfecting the craft Smoking that gas out the roof Took off on they ass poof Never change on my dog snoop Only one I vent to is the booth Yeah Boy don't you reach Aht Aht That choppa gone send ya ass bye bye For that spinach I turn up like I'm Popeye Yeah that's just some shit I'll die bout Please do not speak on my name Got one in the head like a brain Yeah I made it out of that mud Now where I'm at it don't rain Yeah I took that shit like a G Delt with a whole lot of pain Yeah no he did no keep it real No he did not keep it gang anng I use to sleep on a carpet Glizzy on me ain't no arguing Get smoked no Bob Marley Want nun but that cheese parsley Ball like Steve Harvey She got her eye on me peephole I'm sick of these niggas like Neyo Woke up on the other side of the map I Thought I was still in the trap I know that you broke and ain't got no hope But that's how it be when you nap You living disguise and full of them lies Somebody give him a cap They holding they friends guns smoking on skimps pretending they rap I don't wanna f*ck with you I can't do no songs with you Won't even give you no dap I was just fucked up I ain't have shit Now I sit back and I laugh This just some old money If you ain't know Yea I just took it a bath Why you ain't drop yet Shhhid
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