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Countin all I seem to hear is Benji talkin
Hater we ain't it's just semis talkin
They they have a penny on em
Now I walk around with twenty chains like a milli on em
up my boots, put on my strap
And go for that paper I'm like "where it's at?"
lookin at me, I'm starin back (I see you)
Feelin I'm superman
time I wear this mac
Monday, probably 106 & park
Tuesday, probably in the hood where it get
Wednesday, Probably me swimmin wit the sharks
Wit blood drippin from my shoes, these cooler than my heart
Let me out my cell, right back on the
Fresh off a bail, right back in the kitchen
Who the gon pay my lawyer
I got? this?
And like eighty of crack
He said the probably come for ya
Copper said I to kill em when I go to court
I they dont find me guilty, it's my word against they word
And I won't get a to speak
I caught my case with nine of my niggas, and I'm the one they beat
I took it for the
though I had a dream like Martin Luther King
Who thought that I'd be of these magazines
Cause I be spittin fire flow, I'm
Fuck y'all gon say about me?
My niggas they don't play about me
South Philly niggas that'll about me
Pay q million dollar bail in a day me
Ain't gotta sound real, cause tell you that
I'm on the top floor, I started where the at
Made, Bitches!