Niggas hatin' since school, cause Imma fool. Polo year round with twenties off the ground. I go to clubs, niggas smug but I don't the sound. Them niggas throw a line but they won't get down. Watch you could be wrong. Niggas trying to 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 niggas my force out my voice, I know. You niggas want some niggas in that boat. Well let's go. My told me bout them niggas. Them niggas ain't your friends. Who saw me stash my shit, you me again. We supposed to be kin. But your hurt you too. That dust and that gin got me thinkin a 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 nigga call my mom and tell her her son got shot? A pussy nigga who 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. the start of shit, I had haters back then. Used to get my in my day when I was 8, 9, and 10. And these runnin off, fuckin up my relationships. I had enough, dont know how much I can take this shit. My baby mamma peep but they run it to the fullest. It's this dick got me runnin up them bullets. I know you hate my twenties so Imma get more inches. And get some Ks and have you runnin jumpin fences. I'm lookin in the judge eyes, and he me down. Bad to red stick. There aint no love in this town. They hold a grudge in town, They catchin slugs in this town. And think I ain't beefin you, clown.