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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 don't baby

[Verse 1: Ross]
I seen a homeboy die in cold
Eyes in his head wasn't no love
His momma sold pussy daddy was a
He from a place niggas don't believe in dreams
Niggas 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 where niggas don't believe in dreams
Niggas snortin powder get you're head
Get your dick sucked sittin at the red
Now you catchin
home invasions
How you get a
How the you playin
be playin games on the home field
Open up like a YAGHHHH when dome peel YAGHHH
We didn't have shit when we went to
Now it's flatscreens up in room
Nigga do the math bucket full of
Tub of money candy on the slab
Teflon underneath my tag
Bell walkin out with 40 bags
I could a model for an autograph
8 cars still her call a cab
to Def Jam
Shoutout to Brothers
to Dope Boys
We all need other
Im in Anguilla, Im smoking
We run the game, boy go cry a river