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Mac

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

(popeye)

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

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 the real motherfuckers alive

1 (sam) :

Intentions to leave a coarse, is extinct
murder and lust the course we own is mislink
The pack we don't want it lead to
Like understanding and why we here and some gone
I'm mystified conspicuous vision my glory
Camaflouge and we hiding side of the hallways
The narrow road has followed the battle hole of I spit
To keep the real alive to have
Murderer slash nigga slash ghetto celebrity
To have life and death we hope to never see
The destiny of what's is my fate to not hate
Confusion unfolding that the migrates, my lord
to my face, flinching is forbiddin
Murder in self-defense, can you 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,
slash 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

My future, my focus,
Criminal 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 alive

2: (popeye) :

Faster between the I held on
Promoted through pistols and either
Silent and to hold on for killer that said a self-prayer
To walk away beside the lord, repent so we divide the sword
Behind the I mean be riding cars
off the roof of a killer, to murder made life
Focused than any living that carry shade ice
That live amongst the fallen few, to walk away the day calling you
And freeze the heat when they crawling through
Breathing from the top of it's lungs, tommorow it shut down
Niggas that held a piece of my heart never let down
Was yet to come the lord,
I my father supposed to show the card,
These niggas camaflouge to blow the
Making me a of the wind, suspend will now hell
Everything operated in time to end I fail
Beside the walls of 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 toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and a clip below my hip to survive
I the real 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

3 (mac) :
Now it
Now spill on my proverbs, I bless you, you bless the next
Its for the best niggas me
say money is the root of all evil
I say only when it's in the clutch of the wrong people ya that
If is the medicine for fools who refuse to abide 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 popeye and biscuits
With jelly for my lil belly,
That I just can't fill cause moma make the bills
And I know shit's real, when we go to school just to eat
And for dinner we got sleep nigga, it's nigga
With that you got that world against ya
Bitch ass nigga have you forgoten God ya