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My whistle like
And Fly pass ya dome
My whistle like
A shots a nigga gone
My Bullets like
I got that Typewriter tommy gun just like
My Bullets
6 deep another homie gone

1:]
We woman and we smuggle them bricks
New 750 model hug on my
I send a hater a postcard from paradise
The beach sandy that money got the setting
No money less
Now all my enemies are in my book of
I'm in that Bomber
Yeah my car is like the bomber
I see I mash when I hit the corner
Money at the bar the global economy
Global phone leer jet recession don't me
slippers fat ass cell
Two sisters I'm so ambitious like

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2:]
I'm far a legend I'll never be one
Street hall of die with a big gun
Like my Troy at the sports bar
I get money and blow it on a
Interscope wanna divide and
Momma told me don't trust em
R.I.P to Derry ...
To get an education a 40 cal 'cuz
Lock your and hide your children
Shortie 13 years old and he dead on
day different shit

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My whistle like
And Fly right pass ya