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Woo

I'm a maniac go for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Green Lamborghini, tags (Skrrt)
through the city, thirty mags (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin', they the police with no (Woo, woo, woo)
How I up, my momma with my dad (Momma, huh)
So when I up I put her in a pad (Mansion)
I like to up when I think about the crash (Ugh, ugh)
Not playin', when I hit the I smell the gas (Hey, hey)
Lookin' at the sky, think about my (Sky)
I used to kick a door, shoot you for the cash (Boot, boot, boot)
Everybody hit the 'fore you make me mad (Floor)
Yo, I had a nigga livin' too fast
Prayin' to the Lord, my soul to (Keep)
Controllin' me (Me), a hold of me (Hold)
Bitches shit, got exposed by E ('Sposed)
So naive, in the streets (Streets)

Sleep on my (Feet)
Money homies to zombies, they eat (Zombies)
my grandma, she was humble and sweet (Grandma)
I don't speak, let the check for me (Check, woo)
I can't sleep 'less the tech in my (Tech)
Hit the dope, make me choke, me wheeze (Choke, woo)
Sip the dope, the pain at ease (Hey)
get the money 'fore it clean, it was dirty (Dirty)
Playin' football, hide the fire in my (Ha)
locked up, runnin' round in a circle (Circle)
Brother caught fifteen like he did a (Murder)
Now my whole hurtin' (Hurtin')
Tryna see the light but we
pull the (Curtain, curtain, curtain)
time lurkin' (Night, night),
momma said the 'bout
to workin' (Light, light, light)
Lookin' at my momma in her (Momma)
Lookin' at me like a new (New person)
She tellin' me I need to slow (Slow down)
The pain don't go away the percy (Slow down)
was when the rap wasn't working (Wasn't working)
Living in the it's a search (Trap search)
See my in a hearse (Grandma)
And P gone in the casket
Shot's fired nigga (Brrt)
Cops, they start smashing (Woop, woop)
Opps we shoot shots like the (Opps)
[?] put the cash up and we it (Stash)
You flop, we numbers can't imagine (Hey)
Money [?] the roof panoramic (Skrrt)
the bottles 'til my hand start crampin' (Cramp)
I come the drip I need a napkin (Hey)

I'm a maniac go for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Lamborghini, paper tags (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, thirty (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin', they the police with no (Woo, woo, woo)
How I grew up, my momma my dad (Momma, huh)
So when I up I put her in a pad (Mansion)
I like to up when I think about the crash (Ugh, ugh)
Not playin', when I hit the I smell the gas (Hey, hey)
Lookin' at the sky, think about my (Sky)
When I used to a door, shoot you for the cash (Boot, boot, boot)
Everybody hit the floor you make me mad (Floor)
Yo, I had a nigga soul livin' too
Prayin' to the Lord, my soul to (Keep)
Controllin' me (Me), a hold of me (Hold)
ain't shit, got exposed by E ('Sposed)
So naive, cold in the (Streets)

I crossed out by my own brother (Woo, woo)
no rules in the street don't trust 'em
Ran it up and I had to go it
'bout to kick the door now we gotta flush it
Ridin' on the streets thinkin' 'bout my brother
Prayin' he come home to his loving mother
believe it that I got it all out the gutter
Facetime 'round 3 in a puddle
How am I 'posed to it? (How?)
Niggas dying the same time I had a baby (Hoo)
Here go the (Operator)
Let the gang know Pistol ain't 'gon make it (He 'gon make it)
Now my mind going (Brazy)
Got me feeling like I was the
of the (I'm the cause of it)
Golden with the laser (Boop)
They done killed my nigga a war
the nation (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
I got a boss (Boss)
basis when we travel 'cross the nation (Military)
Double up the cup with (Woo)
Abomination on paper I got acres
Black man you walking and you labeled
Beat the odds they don't wanna see you
Eat you alive like a lion or a
Momma's crying cause the shot they babies
They crooked the motherland they done it (Crooked)
They take us and us up and throw the buckle (Take us)
rapping then I shook it (Shook it)
I the fame everybody keep on looking (Fame)
We sold out Brooklyn (Sold out)
Man I my Grandma cookin' (Grandma)
me like a don 'cause I'm gifted (Like a don)
I'm a run the up gotta go and get it (Hey)

I'm a go crazy for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Green Lamborghini, paper (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, mags (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin', the police with no badge (Woo, woo, woo)
How I grew up, my with my dad (Momma, huh)
So I blew up I put her in a pad (Mansion)
I like to throw up when I about the crash (Ugh, ugh)
Not playin', I hit the tree I smell the gas (Hey, hey)
Lookin' at the sky, think about my (Sky)
When I to kick a door, shoot you for the cash (Boot, boot, boot)
Everybody hit the 'fore you make me mad (Floor)
Yo, I had a soul livin' too fast
Prayin' to the Lord, my soul to (Keep)
Controllin' me (Me), take a of me (Hold)
ain't shit, got exposed by E ('Sposed)
So naive, cold in the (Streets)