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2 Tone Drip

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Came up with the same gang now we got chains
That's the reason why I stayed in this game
Yeah I stayed up writing rhymes so I get a new A Lange
In the studio late night bumpin with the gang
When I see a opp it's a headshot and when I see a problem I won't get lost
Chris Paul with the clutch shot
I don't drink guac, but I got a blunt with a lot moon rocks
I don't wanna get stopped, comes to the worse my guy he could of got locked
Got a lot of new brauds, cause my old bitch just kept fucking with the opps
I'm always rolling up blunts, cause when I smoke I don't think about my wrongs
Hating that i'm on a run, they just hatin cause their home girls like my songs
My bitch said she gon give me brain in a couple weeks cause she just went to the mall and got her nails done
Ain't fucking with my clique so I left that bitch and now i'm rocking big brands cause I went on a money run
I said to my mom that i'm gonna make it big and now i'm finally on the come up and yeah it was a long run
Made a lot of money then I split it with the real ones
Two bad white hoes wanna have a threesome
I walk in the club with my main bitch, aye and then I leave with my side hoe
I ain't got no time for your fake shit, nah I really thought u were my bro
Every song that I make when i'm on shit, that shit be hard tho
And all drugs that I did when it kicks in, yeah I go crazy like Steve-O
You know Two Tone, feeling like Caruso
I got so high, I felt like I went to Pluto
Haven't been dropping, but I still got plenty dough
I just hit a lick and the cops be real close
Running and ducking and thinking of something
We stash all our shit and we get start to plotting
I jump in the whip and we get start to driving
We going 120 look back see nothing
Born in CA so you know I smoke heavy
I'm smoking on shit so strong that it's deadly
I got a pay check and then I spent it on some Prezis
Crushing down the street riding in a 89 chevy
Jacob and co on my wrist diamonds hitting
At the studio day and night that's how I'm living
He talking on gang so I knocked off his fitted
I ain't fucking with you if I find out you snitching
Ion give a f*ck bout what a bitch gotta say
There's too many fakes tryin come my way
Yeah haters talk shit but won't say it to my face
I ain't free right now cause I gotta get paid
Got gas all day yeah i'm smoking on boof pack
Opps wanted smoke got there ashes in the blunt wrap
Smoke to the tip then we light up the opp pack
It's a opp for a eye bro tick for a tack
She tryin come thru when the parents gone
But i'm too cooked up writing all these songs
Life a crazy story i'm like King Von
Ima catch a body like i'm King Kong
Threw a party on the block neighbors real mad
My boys tryin f*ck tell her bring all her friends
And we tryin make money any way we can
Cause me and gang only chasing bands
Black hoodie, ski mask
We gon hit a lick get the dope get the cash
Backpacks filled and we exit from back
Then we spent all that money on a bunch of dank gas
Yeah we bout to go stupid yeah we bout to go dumb
Imma have to get the bag even if it's with the law
You tryin talk all that shit but my music on your girls phone
Wait hold up, I thought a pussy hoe said sum

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