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