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Kayo Man

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Yeah
Niggas keep on talking
We gonna give 'em what they ask for
Yeah, that's why I got love for in streets
My younguns living ruthless
Hit ya block and hit ya bando
Yeah, f*ck it then it's up when we see you
And the streets the don't show no love
What's the point of keeping peace
And I won't stop letting up
Til I see everyone deceased
Thank God for what I got
But I ain't got time to hear you preach
We gonna get them packs out West
And send 'em right back to the East
To all my soldiers Rest In Peace
I put a scope right on the blicky
If you want me in the club
It better not be no less than fifty
I know niggas in the trap selling drugs right now
When I tell you drugs
You know I'm talking bout that Whitney
This lil' bitch she suck me clean
That's why I treat her like she's special
I can get you niggas baptized
Don't mean that I'm gonna bless you
Moonwalkin on all these diamonds
You'd think I'm dancing with the devil
I do not want no more love
Red bottoms stepping on rose petals
Gold metals
It's a Cuban link thing
Young nigga
I influence these things
Shawty want the drip
I say she gotta wait for it
F*ck her in my sheets under supreme
20s in a shoebox I had million dollar dreams
What you know about it
I know I'm that nigga
I ain't gotta say a thing
Just make sure you respect me when I pop out
Poppin out hittas bringing glockies out yeah, yeah
Droppin out, boy f*ck is you talkin bout yeah yeah
All the realest shooters had done came up off of welfare
Nigga, he ain't die
But he got shot up in that wheelchair, Oh
Sometimes yo life gonna end up getting derailed yeah I know
And sometimes it even feels like I had failed, but I kept hope
Even think that you can help the way I feel, well you won't
And then niggas don't really know what I do it for
Yeah
Niggas keep on talking
We gonna give 'em what they ask for
Yeah, that's why I got love for in streets
My younguns living ruthless
Hit ya block and hit ya bando
Yeah, f*ck it then it's up when we see you
And the streets the don't show no love
What's the point of keeping peace
And I won't stop letting up
Til I see everyone deceased
Thank God for what I got
But I ain't got time to hear you preach
We gonna get them packs out West
And send 'em right back to the East
To all my soldiers Rest In Peace
I put a scope right on the blicky
He's Pissed

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