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Mac

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

(popeye)

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

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

1 (sam) :

Intentions to a coarse, remourse is extinct
Niggas murder and lust the course we own is
The pack we don't want it lead to
Like life and why we here and some gone
I'm conspicuous eyes vision my glory
Camaflouge and we hiding side of the hallways
The narrow road has the battle hole of hollows I spit
To the real alive to have tommorow
slash real nigga slash ghetto celebrity
To often have life and we hope to never see
The of what's real is my fate to not hate
Confusion keep unfolding that the migrates, my
Tech to my face, flinching is
Murder in self-defense, can you blame me for
Keep the real alive, the fake get with death
Keep the real seen, bitch niggas are laid to

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

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

2: (popeye) :

Faster between the streets I on
Promoted pistols and either elsewhere
and helped to hold on for killer that said a self-prayer
To walk away beside the lord, siners so we divide the sword
the tents I mean be riding cars
Standing off the roof of a killer, to made life
Focused than any president living that shade ice
live amongst the fallen few, to walk away the day they calling you
And freeze the heat when they come 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 my father supposed to show the card,
These niggas camaflouge to blow the
Making me a part of the wind, will now hell
operated in time to end when I fail
Beside the walls of badder shit, I run the streets and to stan and spit
Behind the gate the hater pit

(popeye)

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

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 the real motherfuckers alive

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