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I'm
I'm

Aye

We the of the real
count it must feel
Last of the
My gun speaker out of verse
The of the real
Pull count it feel
of the real
My gun speaker out of that

Stay strapped, got a big number one Big Mac
in the 57 Maybach
Made you fucking sloppy
I be Rocky Asap, lay you down face
Man the last of the real, the mills
I ain't talkin bout no lipstick when Mac in your grill
Last of a dying breed, when I these
Hundred rounds, stop speaking Guyanese
Got a clip and a chopper of flower seeds
Niggas hanging all choppers where your momma
We the best coke boys, you ain't heard

My gun speed you of way
We the of the real
Pull count it feel
Last of the
My gun speaker out of that
We the of the real
Pull count it must
of the real
My gun speaker out of verse

Okay now play I'm pussy
Killas up your night
20 in your kitchen
Why you skyping your
here the stash? In the safe
It no asking you twice
My trigger finger be itching, that be switching them why?
I'm the last of the real
Well I own the half of a
Jumping off that for real
30 niggas ain't with the steel
You don't want them problems, you don't that drama
But I'd watch your mouth, you must be
You don't know of your momma, then it's how with
Black on black, feeling like I Obama
Can I do no to your coupes
Is why this Madonna
Motherfuck the loyal to your
Money and power, I talk shit yet again

My gun speed you of way
We the of the real
Pull count it must
of the real
My gun speaker out of that
We the of the real
Pull count it must
Last of the
My gun speaker out of verse

Last of the real, blue
We the best, we the
Me and Montana, never leave my home the banner
Stop with my real
The of the real
The one with the and the whores
Boy fat pussy, beating on the floor
Blood clot, to the floor
They don't make us no

We the last of the
Pull count it must
of the real
My gun you of that way
My gun speed you of way
Ra pa pa pam you out of that way

We the of the real
Pull count it must
Last of the
My gun speaker out of verse
We the last of the
count it must feel
Last of the
My gun speaker out of that