I might have to take it back
Remember late nights, prayin' that I make it back
Every night, a nigga strapped
Hustlin', hustlin', everything I do is for my brother, brother (I love you)
Grindin' in the club, people walkin' up, "Hey, you remind me of-"
Nah, I remind them of Dugg (R-R-Ry)
Hustlin', hustlin', still hold it down for my brother, brother
Two-tone AP, custom made, four Cubans on
I'm a fuckin' slave, you know black lives
Nigga, get baptized, Doggy them cap signs
How you know my judge was a nigga?
How you gon' judge another nigga?
Fuck it, just flood us with bitches
Pull up, Benz seat back (Laid)
Doggy, you keep lackin' (How?)
Two bitches, three straps (Baow)
Ain't no room for another nigga
Reminiscin' 'bout all of mine
See some fuck shit, I call 'em out
Act crazy, we all in route with them choppers
Stackin' white hunnids 'til I feel like I'm a Nazi
For my nigga, Luca Brasi
Grew up killin', sellin' Oxy'
Who I'm missin'? Lil' Rob
Knowin' shit would've been a little different with your guys
Woah, woah, still made it out with all my bros, gone
Forever droppin' five, bring them fours
Saw my nigga Ap on his way
Prolly the only reason I be laughin' and playin'
I might have to take it back
Remember late nights, prayin' that I make it back
Every night, a nigga strapped
Hustlin', hustlin', everything I do is for my brother, brother (I love you)
Grindin' in the club, people walkin' up, "Hey, you remind me of-"
Nah, I remind them of Dugg (R-R-Ry)
Hustlin', hustlin', still hold it down for my brother, brother
Two-tone AP, custom made, four Cubans on
I'm a fuckin' slave, you know black lives
Nigga, get baptized, Doggy them cap signs
How you know my judge was a nigga?
How you gon' judge another nigga?
Fuck it, just flood us with bitches (Free dem boys)
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