Y'all niggas ready, bruh?
Fuckin' right‚ nigga
Alright‚ let's do this shit
Man‚ let me get the motherfuckin' headshots
You motherfuckers
Come on, boy
11 o'clock and I really ain't made me no money
So fuck it, I'm robbin' the middleman
My young niggas on it (On God)
He look like he with it‚ I hope I don't kill the man
KP the TEC, I got the Glock, whoadie in love with the Drac'
I been watching the spot (On God)
I don't care who you with‚ I gotta get me a play
I been with the bullshit (For real)
He just bought a Glock and I'm taking that bitch too (Come here)
I know what come with this shit (Swear to God)
The clip full of hollows, don't let that bitch hit you
He trap out his bitch spot
Know he got the bread, he put it on Snapchat
He really don't trust me
He been on my head like a motherfuckin' snapback
Ain't sayin' the trap back
But I was that nigga they didn't wanna fuck with (At all)
These niggas be scammin'
And I'm takin' over, I'm on some Trump shit
But shout out my gunk bitch
She give me that pussy and keep all the firearms
Shout out my old plug
Ain't namin' which one, 'cause I got a thousand of 'em
Meet up at my mama house
Gave mama a hug and I went out the backdoor
They thought I was done
Put one in the head and I told 'em I'm back, ho
I feel a lil' musty
Ain't took me a bath, I been in the streets with it
It's hoes in the backseat
I don't give a fuck, drop 'em off on the back street
Pull up at the Mickey D's
Set that shit up, dawg, I'm back on the bullshit
The K got a dual clip (Huh?)
This life that I'm livin', I need me a pulpit
Shit, I'm on that fuck a nigga
My mama behind and my niece need some Pampers
Who got them bows? (Who?)
Who got them bricks? They finna get handled (For real)
Black mask, time to hit the location
I came in this bitch playin' Black Opps
A hundred some niggas, ain't none of 'em with it
Like how do y'all call this a trap spot?
They serving that woah and I'm taking or leaving
They playin', I'm taking the floor too
Don't let these niggas outcoach you
I'll put this tune on your ass like a Pro Tool, on gang
Bitch, you gon' tell us what went down or you gon' die right now, motherfucker
Why the fuck Saul paid you for that chain, nigga?
Bro, I don't know what y'all niggas talkin' 'bout, bruh
We just saw your motherfuckin' clucked out ass do this shit, nigga
Just took me another Perc'
Just seen on the 'Book that somebody got killed, damn
He died on the Southside
They said it was tragic, I heard he was mouth wide
Don't know why it fuck with me
My phone keep ringing, my partner 'nem outside
I'm back on the same shit
A little more money a couple more enemies (Damn)
I'm tired of same shit
I wanna get up and just fly out to Italy
Got folks out the gutter
God gave me a gift, I can show you the struggle
It's crazy, just give me a pad and a pen
I'm lost, tryna get me a win
Can't never do right when I'm living in sin
Done did so much dirt, got me watching my kin
I went through an episode
Don't wanna die young but a trapper don't make it old
So I'm in the booth with it
And I'm going crazy, I feel like the Don Juan
The man in my city
Got my life on the line like I'm taking an and-one
Don't feel like the man
Yeah, I know that I'm hot, but ain't hot as this handgun
My grandmama mad
The folks at the spot tryna beat down my mama door
Don't know where I'm at (Huh?)
Ain't searching the school, I'm not making the honor roll (At all)
Shit, I'm on the other side (Other side)
Just me and my killers, you know we on drummer time
These lil' niggas want it
What a surprise, it's another opponent, yeah
Tell me who want it (For real)
It's a bag on my head, better put down the boneless, yeah
I stay with the fuckery
While I'm chasing this money, I won't even fuck for free (At all)
Shoutout to who fuck with me
'Cause I'm in the spot posted up like a bumblebee (Yeah)
These fuck niggas sick
I got all these hoes and they stuck with the same bitch
I know that they envy
I'm watching my moves while I watch my surroundings
I pray for these niggas
Don't wanna go back but I'll sleep in the county (On God)
I'm still at the trap spot (For real)
Just got off a whole, I'm working a half knot
These young niggas shiesty
And I'm still in this shit when I know they don't like me (At all)
911, what's your emergency?
Can I help you?
What's going on?
I... I can't hear
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