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Mac

Yeah I got these motherfucking warlocks in biatch
So you it's all about that world war 3 nigga
You feel me haha
My sam
My popeye
Shout out to my nigga bi-geezy you off in this
it

(popeye)

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip my hip to survive
I the real motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to
I the real motherfuckers alive

1 (sam) :

Intentions to leave a coarse, remourse is
murder and lust the course we own is mislink
The pack we want it lead to unknowns
Like understanding life and why we here and some
I'm conspicuous eyes vision my glory
Camaflouge and wish we side of the hallways
The narrow road has the battle hole of hollows I spit
To keep the real alive to tommorow
Murderer slash real nigga ghetto celebrity
To often have life and death we hope to see
The of what's real is my fate to not hate
Confusion unfolding that the migrates, my lord
Tech to my face, is forbiddin
in self-defense, can you blame me for living?
Keep the alive, the fake get famous with death
Keep the real seen, bitch are laid to rest

(popeye)
My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder
And if I got to be real and sank a clip my hip to survive
I keep the motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus,
Criminal pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to
I keep the real alive

2: (popeye) :

Faster between the I held on
Promoted pistols and either elsewhere
Silent and helped to hold on for that said a self-prayer
To walk away beside the lord, siners so we divide the sword
Behind the tents I mean be riding
Standing off the of a killer, to murder made life
Focused than any living that carry shade ice
That live amongst the few, to walk away the day they calling you
And the heat when they come crawling through
Breathing from the top of it's lungs, it will shut down
Niggas that a piece of my heart they never let down
Was yet to before the lord,
I thought my supposed to show the card,
These niggas camaflouge to the gaurd
Making me a of the wind, suspend will now hell
Everything operated in time to end when I
Beside the of badder shit, I run the streets and chose to stan and spit
Behind the the hater grabbin' pit

(popeye)

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder
And if I got to be real and a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real alive

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a below my hip to survive
I keep the real alive

3 (mac) :
Now it
Now spill on my proverbs, I you, you bless the next niggas
Its for the best believe me
say money is the root of all evil
I say only when it's in the clutch of the wrong people ya feel
If murder is the medicine for who refuse to abide by the rules
You lose your cool then you lose your
To every in the struggle with big dreams
We was with the hustle in my genes, I know it seams like we forbiddin
in ghetto living, poverty strickin eating popeye chicken and biscuits
With alittle for my lil belly,
That I just can't fill cause moma belly the bills
And I shit's real, when we go to school just to eat meals
And for dinner we got nigga, it's deep nigga
With that you got whole world against ya
Bitch ass have you forgoten God sent ya