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on the crack like a baby
Oh, since I was like 10, 9 on my hip I ain't died in the end
Oh, they took my nigga at 14, never understood why my best friend leave
Say

the Sun's up
Niggaz will get done up
You see I follow the rules that I stand by
You know the morals they come from within side
You see it's Trizzy the God so

(Hook x2) 
WHO THE FUCK YOU THOUGHT IT WAS 
I knew I was gon make it before the buzz 
Fuck yo business plans and plots I don't need a plug!
I'm in it

us give us crack
Hella guns & state tax
We blow racks, niggas need 2 build
Strong together that's how I feel
Put the guns down, guns down
Wont shoot

ten with me trying to cop a century
I'm talking 100 P's you can not get in with me
Had to learn the game but you know this shit ain't come for free
I'm

crack
Get ya Head smack 
Quick to twist a neck back 

Talking big racks
On the high way 
On runway 
Take you to another place 

Outta space 
Out my face

You gotta light up like a Christmas tree no matter where you at
You better stand on all 10 it don't matter if you flat
Counting blessings is a must

Ayo, X9
You won't do it for a bag, what you do it for
Me and Brody fit seven bitches in a two-door
Me and Saucy looking for a lick, it's a kick door

This a PSA to all my haters
From niggas to bitches
Big Diamz, bitch, you know I'ma pop my shit
Public service announcement, I got they asses

One AM dipping thru the streets
Ball shorts with the polo fleece
Windows crack, you can feel the breeze
The only thing I gotta get this cheese
It's

school kicks that my pops shoulda bought me (remember that?)
Raised by the block as a shorty, so tell me how could you fault me (tell me how)
When these

of healing
Took some bumps and bruises cracks to start revealing
God's been patching rooves to make them Sistine ceilings
Now they see your boy is whole

white fit and all, but the mix brown
Told the bitch to drop the low, I'm trying to beat it right now

Big boss status, nigga, you ain't never seen that

you
And they'll take you one by one and no one will hear you scream
No one will hear you scream

Creature's of habit rocking a scungy den
With no food,

The back
Lock pick locksmith so swift Watch ya cap
So many times time I want back
The bulb light it won't crack
Mini bucks still split
Money adgena
Ah day

strapped like Iraq
My, my bitch, she bad and she act like a brat
You know I crack, but got niggas who slack
Fuck, boy, I ain't from the bleach, I don't wanna

I was born in the eighties during the crack era
I kept it solid thru the years check the track record
I'm back better than ever
Representing

them how to run up bag on snapchat
At the age of ten, Chris wanted to front, the whole sack
Don't believe me, ask Felicia, boy, this shit, no cap
First

can't get a plate or a napkin
Map out that route then we at it, gon' get that plastic and crack it
We wrote the scripts like we actin'
Might catch me in

clearly see that pain on me
Thank God for growth and wisdom, blessed I had a brain on me
PTSD for showing love, crossed by my main homie
I need some joy, I

from afar, them wanna cop that
Know where I'm from them never wanna see you touch racks
Them man there rather see you reckless and burn crack
So you

I'm ten feet tall
Jack and the Beanstalk Jack he falls
On the way down I snag my drawers on a branch, I land with a crack like a bat and a ball
My

construed but floor to you
Core in feud tore in two now there's no cup to Pour in too that's poor x2
But switch the narrative embarace it
Don't you perish kid

Thought I was finished
Spin back, complete the mission 
Big gremlin 
Cowboy hat, match the denim
Been called a menace
Neglect them feelings, tunnel