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Mac

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

(popeye)

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

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

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 and some gone
I'm mystified eyes vision my glory
Camaflouge and wish we side of the hallways
The narrow road has followed the hole of hollows I spit
To keep the real to have tommorow
Murderer real nigga slash ghetto celebrity
To often have life and death we to never see
The destiny of what's real is my fate to not
Confusion unfolding that the migrates, my lord
to my face, flinching is forbiddin
Murder in self-defense, can you me for living?
Keep the real alive, the get famous with death
the real seen, bitch niggas are laid to rest

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

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash 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

2: (popeye) :

Faster the streets I held on
Promoted through pistols and elsewhere
and helped 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
Standing off the roof of a killer, to murder life
Focused than any president living that shade ice
That amongst the fallen few, to walk away the day they calling you
And freeze the heat when they come crawling
from the top of it's lungs, tommorow it will shut down
Niggas that held a piece of my heart they never let
Was yet to come the lord,
I thought my father to show the card,
niggas camaflouge to blow the gaurd
Making me a part of the wind, suspend now hell
Everything operated in to end when I fail
Beside the walls of badder shit, I run the and chose to stan and spit
the gate 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 keep the motherfuckers alive

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 keep the real alive

3 (mac) :
Now it
Now spill on my proverbs, I bless you, you bless the niggas
Its for the best niggas me
They say money is the of all evil
I say only when it's in the clutch of the people ya feel that
If murder is the medicine for fools who to abide by the rules
You lose your cool you lose your shoes
To every in the struggle with big dreams
We was born with the hustle in my genes, I know it seams like we
Forced in ghetto living, poverty strickin eating chicken and biscuits
alittle jelly for my lil belly,
That I just can't cause moma belly make 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 that whole world ya
Bitch ass nigga you forgoten God sent ya