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[Verse 1: Dave
If you owe that man, then pay man
Look around, I stood my ground, niggas say I ran
I was taught, somebody something, you break his hand
And I was taught, you wanna make something? You a chance
The way I see it, these niggas gon' theyself
How the fuck you keepin' it real? You ain't real with
Many on the Ocho, duckin' suckas and popo'
This Gucci without the
I wear no Polo, I'm boujee now
I bring some women to bring some out
They used to ask for credit, I dead it, a root canal
I get back to later, I'm in the booth for now
Pistol in your gon' do more than chip tooth your smile
Niggas I played basketball with, is now
I did the with work, I know how a state troopers sound
It feel like they plotting to me
I'm out the way, they booked Meek for poppin' a
Treat us like animals, but we get fly like the Air
I been on that Ace of Spades, niggas on Smirnoff
Aim it at his head, and try to knock that nigga off
Skrrt, pull the Benz off, pay when men talk
I said men
Dope the Exorcist
I watched a fiend head spin, been hard to go to bed
splatter all in your car, leave you with red tint
Came up with a plan for this paper, been gettin' since
Tyra said I should model, gettin' head since
They made a sweep, and my niggas been in the fed
They came around askin' questions, we never said
Gang squad followin', soon as I said Crip
I know on my Instagram
the heat, happy feet, you know them niggas ran
I don't call niggas family, unless they really
If a don't get 'em, I guarantee a milli' can

[Verse 2:

Try to your vibe energy
A friend could do more damage than five enemies
When it's chicken, beef, like Fried Kennedy
your instrument, we could have us a live symphony
In a tight alley, we be [?]
Gunplay scenes, I like Mike Lowrey
All you see is and signs, [?] rally
Red track suit, new [?], Bally's
Real shit, own men will hate
I don't wanna hear you get dough, 'less you
I'm trying open the door, look inner-space
5-6-0 the chrome dinner plates
Get it straight, i'm from, you had to

I hit the scaffle it, that brown bag, I hit it

[Bridge: Dave
I don't call niggas family, 'less really fam'
I don't call niggas family, 'less they fam'
I don't call niggas family, they really fam'
I don't call family, 'less they really fam'

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