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drop
Eatin' good every fuckin' day
You niggas gettin sl
(It's alive, It's alive, It's alive)

Galil pistol sound like a big
Bitch gettin' back shots
I

Stressing, know I gotta see the victory
I know Yusef got his chips on me
Homies been hungry, need the big plate
Swabbing asbestos like the 10th grade

through like
Two double arrows
You could meet me at Senoco or Valero
I walk in this bitch like fuck the dress code
I used to sell crack to my neighbor next

go black on black
Can't let no bridge crack we getting our dignity back
What they stole from us blacks
Malcolm X to the max
And better believe we finna

Stay out my way
I'm a gangsta, my glock's stainless
I got a big cock
I just want a quick fuck
Or my dick sucked
By a preteen from Tiktok

Table for ten and its all gang
Window on crack to the Sade
Never let them in your hallway
I had to learn it the hard way hold up
Uh live it like my last

gone
He don't send it by nine, then his top getting blown
Hoes on the ave at the spot getting throwed
Screaming fuck 12 cause the shop don't close
Big

fucking favorite song

I walk around with my cape in my arm
All this materialism strains my back
Not even warm
Might crack the matrix way I snap on these

BBB
They wonderin' why I be walkin' weird
My dick is big and my Glock is tucked
I don't even know why y'all talkin' here
It's by my hip I can get y'all

flow
Casket bitch rappers, crack bitches like pistachios
Fast lane chillin', sip swervin' 'til I crash it, yo
Jazzy, spittin' acid, ash niggas, leave

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

(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

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

trying to get bigger
Milky Way babysitter
Big sister, listen to Little Richard
Giving acid stickers to kids
Pidgeon footed bitch
Chilling with Whitney

Dope boys I lost hope for them
Streets I tried to open them
I flooded them wit crack
When the spot was built for opium
Whole sale
Half of brick
I

the front party in the fuckin back
I'm whippin' I'm whippin' the work
Turnin' that soft into crack
Hit the strip with the back sell it all
Hit the trap

Alternative plus i'm 10 toes down
Not a H-Town native, i'm from big money town
I'm rejuvenated, the most hated, is trading places
I put the 999 in these mother

Cant do the fake shit
Not even with the family
Cross me once
I'ma cross you off
If you touch my niece
Let them hammers go off
Got bullet by the boxes

scaling
Run up on me wrong imma crack your melon
28 like Ap going for yards this is all I'm selling
I been sinning for to long I need to see a reverend
Yeah

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

Nah ain't no playin round there he go
Mary go round put a nigga down magnum 44
Down the barrel big kid play ground run shit
Run your shit when I come

Uh cold world bitch I'm out here by myself
Uh cold world I don't really need help
Uh cold world, I put them racks up on the shelf
My Heart cold, I

Look, yo, ay
I blew a kiss from my car as I drove on by
Shot my shot from afar so I could say that I tried
I was more than surprised on the day that I