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We in Anguilla
More than you ever heard of
Gotta master the art of living nigga
Ain't think id get this much nigga
Let man it to them
Oh Lord please stop baby

[Verse 1: Ross]
I seen a homeboy die in blood
Eyes in his head wasn't no love
His momma sold pussy was a fiend
He from a where niggas don't believe in dreams
snorting powder...(Maybach Music)
I a homeboy die in cold blood
Eyes rolled in his wasn't no love
His momma sold daddy was a fiend
He from a place where don't believe in dreams
Niggas snortin powder get head right
Get dick sucked sittin at the red light
Now you cases
Talkin home
How you get a
How the you playin
Can't be playin games on the field
Open up like a when that dome peel YAGHHH
We didn't have when we went to school
Now it's flatscreens up in every
do the math bucket full of crab
Tub of money candy on the slab
Teflon underneath my tag
Bell Harbor walkin out with 40
I could fuck a model for an
8 cars still make her a cab
to Def Jam
Shoutout to Warner
Shoutout to Dope
We all need each
Im in Anguilla, Im smoking
We run the game, pussy boy go cry a