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Iâm in Chicago with Smoking in fredo condo I got a new Rolex got no time for the convo The way I the gas out the bag Shit stink bad You would think I had a mow 100 chopper on the floor What the fuck a nigga like me need an alarm Pull up on a in a 006 Hit a switch bullshit, and I can flip a brick handbags and a pair of red bottoms And a flight and a is what a bitch get See me when I 45 on my side If I lie die, Iâm rich Killer in my eyes, Iâm just tryna stay If I ride for my side Iâm it the best, Iâm the fresh, get with it 30 shot clip leave a nigga lip Slutty shit, we live this shit When I met Rockie my gift was this Take a life with the left right wrist In the heat of the night Iâmma shine bright Squad on my arm and Iâm balling like But I really rings like Mike You can try but I donât fight Drinking lean, finna catch me a I got a new young I like You know Iâm tryna eat the pussy slight I told boo, come spend the night I got a new that you just might like If she let me through Iâmma do vike Maybach so I she like it
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âCause I came from the And Iâm as a bitch Niggas be talking but fuck it, Iâm donât get the swing âcause they not in the pitch I donât a fuck, is it wrong to admit? Franklin, Benjamin Wilson Can I for the children? You ever pay bills for family? I itâs a wonderful feeling Like why you think young niggas Is momma worth getting in See, we gotta fight, scuffle âCause life is a bitch and it ainât got no These niggas be barking, they so out of âCause itâs harder to in the margin Now they on me But shit is just dead And I am not in of no charger I am the Are you aware of the that you starting? Are you clear on the Shit found and shit getting lost Please to us in the right tone Weâre just live our life long Get paid on the soul Post up, smoke blunts on the ride Now I donât even know why you start that You be running with us with the top back We can be overseas a bitch We can french her, we ainât ask her to pop that Niggas ainât get it You Iâmma guess that But I was tryna win And I just you respect that
M, weâre the best Still where your chest at My pinky go rocky My little bitch like where that fresh at? Where the racks, where the stacks, where the at? Drop a stack, leave him dead where he that So many semi bullet holes I regret that, run it back like an A track Nigga, fresh, Rockie Say the try stopping me I got I know them lame ass niggas copy this âCause fresh, Rockie Say the police try me I got I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy
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