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way to a bag sack stashed in the whip
I got drunk and I couldn't even find it
With my gun by myself I'm a Viking
You don't like me no sense in us

On the B

I know the streets'll never love me, I still love 'em, though
This smoker in front the store just asked me what this hunnid for
I told him,

even gone try 
I know this killer been plotting shit 
Baby it's a war 
Somebody dying 
It cin't toxic shit 
Just killin on 
I ain't the one 
Gotta get

Always been a street fighter but he had a killer instinct
Bitches say I'm distant, I think that she miss me
I told her that I'ma pull up on her like a hit

gave me the gun, nigga
You told me to shoot you in the fuckin' head, nigga
I guess you thought I would jam up or somethin'
This clip unlimited, nigga

to the ground
Don't care about what George was saying cuz his skin color brown
Feel like he breathing underwater cuz a nigga gon drown
He told the cop he couldn't

'Cuz I forever told them doubtful ni**as this was coming

Now they in my corner like we backed up by the biggest boulder

""I'm not my father over here I

the coldest, shit I was too deep and that water weren't holy
Somebody pray for me please
I know the opposition wanna put me to death
Im holding court with that

I peeped they movements
I grew up way too early, by real killers I'm influenced 
Been livin' on my own 
At 15 I my left home 
Markia did me wrong,

thug, I'm movin the best drugs
O.G. from the hood, we was cool since '89
Gave me a Ru' P-89, told me shoot if a nigga try me (Bang)
Might get shot if you

Immortalized

Spice 1

Immortalized

1999

We on a mash to the certain niggas dumpin' my cash
Motherfuckers want to see me six feet in the grave thinkin' I won't last
But I'm a soldier, I told

to you
Help me out
What does it take?
Don't walk a thin line 
And step out of line 
Homie, stay in yo place
I got cold killers
On the team
And they aiming

to you
Help me out
What does it take?
Don't walk a thin line 
And step out of line 
Homie, stay in yo place
I got cold killers
On the team
And they aiming

Fourty-five hours, caught in a week
I was in high school, never could peak
All of them jocks, i couldn't compete
But look at me now, they sharin' my

get old
Until you get told, you gotta sacrifice 9 hours of your life everyday just to make a way
Just to barely make it by
Cuz we all tryna survive

by commas
Un
Like Juice WRLD, but rebirth, remember what I told you
If you not a T-shirt, don't ever let em fold you
Society will line you, all for

nigga

Up the ladder rydas and all that fly shit
You hear me

With my mouth
She a F-R-E-A-K
Huh
She like to smoke weed, pop pills, and sip drink

If she

he’s the best in the city, that’s not an opinion I’m coming correct
Somebody test me, If you speak on my name man I promise we coming for necks
One of my

like Jigga
She want me to touch it, but I don't feel her
She tryin' to bust it, like she a killer
They making them reels, but they know we realer
Come

again
They all compare me to somebody else
But I'm the only one you hear again

You're obsessed with fruit and veg
What the fuck could you do
To Ghetts?

double dared by the red line
Facts indeed fuck a job OGs told them to squeeze rinse and repeat
Who going take the blame
The young wild and free
He a killer

a killer, feeling like a soldier
The smell of perfume from having
Tasha in my bed
Sticks to my fingertips and still
Lingers in the air she told me about a hot

is a bitch and she dated on Saturday
Its cold outside, but trust me, I'm three kelvins
Around me absolute zero, blood by his pelvis
Anything i'll do by

Big BSF, huh
I made this shit look good, this shit really ugly though
They gonna say the money changed me
I'ma say the haters did it, I watched them