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I been focused on a bag, run it up
Thinking back to them days, had to make a month last with a hundred bucks
Heard you sneak dissing, say that shit

the right price shit let's do it shit u know it's a go
And I been Stacking all this cheese this shit might turn me retarded
Me irv gotti tag team bitches like

be
Name another nigga this great
From LA up to Sac and included the bay
I'll wait, yea I talk my shit too
Trying to hold me down but a nigga getting

Who you running to when that shit hectic?
(Aye who you running to?)
Who the one that got the answer to your question?
(Who the one?)
Who you running

Watchu mean?
I'm that muhfuckin bitch
Every time I do it, know that, that shit hit
Muhfucka be talkin, I don't hear that shit
No, I don't hear that shit, I

When I'm in the spot 
Lil bitch I'm the shit
Ima show off
Lil nigga talking hot shit
Get the shit slapped out em tryna show off
She just wanna slide

to my shit 
I swear they heard of me
I don't do drugs ma I swear I front the plug now 
I show love now to all the niggas who was serving me 
Late nights

curves
Who brought the posse
Thats into me her
I pop the bottle it's shimmering slur
The clock on my watch
It be glistening burrr
Yo shit look like

silent
We have the shit
For immaculate
Words spoken turned magic tricks
If you fuck wit it, just blast the shit
This nothin but classic-ness
So grab

I’m in heaven with liters
My shit is hotter than hell, give a fuck
If niggas is mad I ain’t giving a feature
You wearing ya chain, you testing ya luck

Coming from Memphis they won't believe this sh*t they hearing
Coming from Memphis they won't believe this sh*t they hearing 
Coming from Memphis they

On the come up real soon 

Lost is my shit
I've been bossin' 
Ex's crossin'
Keep my heart switched
Lost is my shit
I've been bossin' 
Ex's crossin'
Keep my

Racks on my left
Stacks to my right
Don't give a fuck what you say
I'm living my best life
Livin my best life for real
You got no idea how this shit

show that shit
I spent a band on a bag
You know I'm lit
Dark tint
Two pipe
Seat back
Who In it
A bad bitch
D'usse
Blunt smoke
Track swinging
Yelling out

(Never understand
I hope they understand
Never understand)
I been on numb
In the slums going empty
Shit been getting wicked
You not with me
You

that shit's a curse
The Devil on my shoulder, yeah he's been there since the dirt
So I had to get to work, wearing a blue collar shirt
She just want

Ay man get the fuck out my car
Ay and don't slam my door bitch
(Uh huh)
Bitch you better bounce that shit for some promo
Always got a retta on my hip

Think it's bout time that I made a fucking rap track
Got the outfit pitch black, from front to back
I been grinding this music shit day by day
And it

to do some crazy, shady shit, for some copper
Pennies
Chump change, pockets so empty
Bills always grabbing out ya wallet like gimmie
But you deal with it

Never will I ignore or abandon my third eye
Never will I put faith in something that will not reply
I put my all in everything at times that shit

it once
In the trap we count the bread shit for real this aint for fun

Whole squad on kick door unload better get low
Leave you dead on the ground

Smile at the people, politician hugs 

I be on some shit you never heard of 
I be on some shit you never heard of 
I be on some shit you never heard

juggin off that phone
I'm with gang bitch that's taliban ain't shit for you to expose
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Every day passing it keeps getting

Record after record it's a hit 
I feel That I am legit 
I'm makin moves I'm doin shit
It's dilemma on the track so you know it's gone be a hit