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NEVER ALONE (feat. BOSS TOP)

by Gen

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Ehh Go Locked in with this money So I guess it's here to stay My safe deposit box Could damn near Really buy a bank I'm in this b*tch with Top You know big cuz a snatch a chain You n*ggas never got yo Glock So when we catch you You a stain Walking in the bank Leaving out with racks N*ggas really bap Margielas on for Cap This lil hoe just came and seen me I just f*cked her til she napped All the opps wanna be me Now you see they wanna rap Benz's Masi's Hemi's Bentleys I done had my fun wit that Might text a lil b*tch I love her Then i never hit her back Who is them Not us N*ggas never shot none N*ggas don't got guns N*ggas don't got funds Before I hit the bank I was the lil n*gga that had drugs N*ggas really b*tches I remember, you ain't like guns Still gone get yo homie whacked Like Blueface yo homie Wack Need a b*tch like Chrisean Girl go put my face on that Locked in with my ZB's Free jwett They make me tap I miss lil bro its brazy He the one that made me rap I got yayo and main beats I guess I'm goin mainstream Sliding thru like bumper cars Trying to make they skin bleed I wouldn't touch that b*tch She wanna f*ck She need to pay me Foe nem only trust the dagger Like the refugees in Haiti Goofies really poo-putts Gen I'm Mr. Two Sluts Really go and ask my b*tch I can start a school up (university) N*ggas really small fries They all know they all dying We gone run thru red lights We gone blow them stop signs Was he ever really gangsta if he working with police I done seen them boys in action N*ggas b*tch than my niece Only one real way to play it Gotta keep it in the streets All these h*** say I'm a player That's just goin off a tweet We get into combat N*ggas don't be round that I can have the baddest b*tch I won't ever crown that The way I shop at Antidote I should not be round that Yo homie got an eye-patch He can't get his eye back If you want them raps bout what I do Who you bank with Bring your move Day one n*ggas dead in jail I guess we shoulda stayed in school Make this b*tch a kamikaze Make a n*gga pray to who Lil bro got a new glocky He shoulda got straight A's in school I got baby killas like fourteen Wetting sh*t Just like a dream I probably shouldn't even rap All the sh*t I done and seen Everyday I'm fresh as f*ck Been like that since fifteen Every time I'm in the club b*tches tryna f*ck and leave I can't hang wit goofy n*ggas Cause that's just a f***** Breach I don't see no competition, But n*ggas still be chasin' me B*tch that ain't yo business Who be callin' and be texting me Locked in wit them killers It ain't a call It's just a text for me

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