Shinin like a star with a pass to lunar
If I got the charge I’mma mob there through it
Married to the money like my mind the judge
The pain in my heart, man I was buyin loose
I should’ve been in the mausoleum
Now them niggas packin up the coliseum
And them fuck niggas I don’t wanna be em
Never find God, still good to see him
Coke Boy be like mac, 30 Meeches
4-50, chop you up and throw the pieces
Young fly niggas talkin 30 Visas
The new car cost me bout 30 figures
If money talk it speak about damn write the check
I’m talkin heavy arms, heavy ammunition
I be high, rockstar big boy ass
And don’t be afraid, Coke Boy
Bank account full of blood money
Hublot off of drug money
A new resolve for the love of it
I still ain’t faced the music, I ain’t heard from it
For a full up get tow up
Might be worth it, just go up
Off purp I get soda
You can come in here, so what?
I get thrown in, we show up
I get straight to the bucket, left them hoes on the doughnut
Smoking straight to the grain, I done shake up yo frame
Pockets strong like cocaine, playin Saddam Hussein
Go ahead, go go go go ahead
Murder one, code red
Everyone go there, night night drop it here
From the chair stretched to the money
I be bangin the hunnits, white dib with the onion
Packed house out in London, Coke Boys, yea we run it
Ah the package so little, just a ball in the summer
Boy
Homie real niggas here to die
Hell won’t be a lie
There goes my gangsta whip, judge told me do or die
Niggas right here at the top, only real niggas ride
They said Durk get out of here, hooked up, well French take off from here
Might feel the murda way we zoom
Bands on like hoops
Back to the coroner, tell my mama I’mma shoot er
Told er I’m a fugitive
That’s why I stopped the music
That’s right we cannot move it
Got 100K, let’s move it
News on, BBC
They want me too nigga
I raised my eyes still like ain’t that with no tool nigga
That’s right, they got me slow though
Can’t do no group nigga
50, there ain’t nobody say that turned to you nigga
Okay I feel much better
I’m glad I made it
Coke Boy with my boys
We affiliate it
I used to look up to niggas and now they hate it
They waitin on my downfall, keep waitin
Tell em keep waitin
Shit real
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