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[Intro: Ross]
to coast instrumental
Red and what it do I see you
Chi-town all my GD's it ain't nothing but love
music is deeper than the rap nigga

[Verse 1: Rick

I don't know murs but I birds
I bet a new firs that I all you niggas first
Fake tough guys it ain't even in blood
Sex murder all them niggas give me love
Out in all them G's get cabbage
Just dough gave 'em king pin status
Shittin' on rappers undercover faggots
And I brought some with me for the questions they keep askin'
blue it match the denim in the fashion
Make haters but that mack 11 laughin'
a few stars
Fuck a few
it fly a coast
Baby we the
Hoes text
I never wanna
Got the burner in the in the middle of New York
Better hear the facts it's deeper than the rap
I got people that eat your way cheaper than stack
Mob
See the dress
I don't say shit
I'm Marc
I'm so
And no contest
I sold fake in my own complex
ya a star better come and join the mob
You know the rules wack a nigga and you get a car
Ya girl bling but ya girl just a fling
I'm a that boy when that girl was ya thing

[Verse 2: Ecko]
Breitling flooded links and rings to me
another hater say what they gonna do to me
Please I'm west with my booya trap
Niggas a who where what
Not ya'll
Got me up
Benz or trucked up
Head run up on ya point blank buck buck
a blog my cars a hundred large
Put ya ass in a bag ask if a problem
Boy
I ain't gotta move a thumb a soo-woo dumbin' one in the
I squeeze from ya down numbin
I deal now
Told my young boy I my steal down
Started with a down
up front page everybody stomped in the warehouse
My alibi Ross told the know my whereabouts
Feared by loved by few
I'm blazin til they get me I don't care about you bro
do me if I ain't squeezin my ass shankin'
I ain't 50 but that keep my bucks bankin'
That's the to precede a new squad
New cash my ass lose your arm
Shout out to the homies on the left side
Brought my fortunes to New villa on the west side
Condo on Miami
Ballin' like Heat
Everybody know trip you see Miami streets