Niggas been hatin' since school, cause fool. Polo down year with twenties off the ground. I go to clubs, smug but I don't hear the sound. Them niggas throw a line across but won't get down. Watch you could be wrong. trying to steal your soul. Nigga broke in my car when I used to em dough. Talk about me when I pass through, 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 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 family you too. That dust and that gin got me a dirt'll do. But hatin to brokeness and brokeness lead to hopeless. And don't 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 need dick up in his thigh. Box. I got rocks. niggas don't like that. Like (...?) I'll be right back. 'G' nights with my cat. Since the start of shit, I had back then. Used to get my in my day when I was 8, 9, and 10. And these hoes off, fuckin up my relationships. I done had enough, dont know how I can take this shit. My baby peep but they can't run it to the fullest. It's because this got me runnin up them bullets. I know you hate my 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. There no love in this town. They hold a grudge in this town, catchin slugs in this town. And don't I ain't beefin you, clown.