Niggas been hatin' since school, Imma fool. Polo down year round with off the ground. I go to clubs, niggas smug but I hear the sound. Them niggas throw a across but they won't get down. you could be wrong. Niggas trying to steal your soul. Nigga broke in my car when I to give em dough. Talk about me when I through, smile when I stop. So I strap everyday cause I can't ride like Tupac. You niggas my force out my voice, I know. You niggas want some dead in that boat. Well let's go. My mamma told me bout them niggas. Them niggas your friends. Who saw me stash my shit, you me again. We supposed to be kin. But your hurt you too. That dust and gin got me thinkin a dirt'll do. But hatin leads to brokeness and lead to hopeless. And thank me nigga, I know its you and your animosity.
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What kinda call my mom and tell her her son got shot? A pussy nigga who that dick up in his thigh. Box. I got rocks. niggas don't like that. Like (...?) be right back. 'G' nights with my night cat. Since the start of shit, I had haters then. Used to get my name in my day I was 8, 9, and 10. And these runnin off, fuckin up my relationships. I done had enough, dont know how much I can this shit. My baby mamma peep but can't run it to the fullest. It's because this dick got me runnin up bullets. I know you my twenties so Imma get some more inches. And Imma get some Ks and have you jumpin fences. I'm lookin in the eyes, and he muggin me down. Bad moves to red stick. aint no love in this town. They hold a grudge in this town, They slugs in this town. And don't I ain't beefin you, clown.