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Woo

I'm a go crazy for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Green Lamborghini, paper (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, mags (Brrt, bow)
snitchin', they the police with no badge (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 throw up I think about the crash (Ugh, ugh)
Not playin', I hit the tree I smell the gas (Hey, hey)
Lookin' at the sky, think my past (Sky)
When I used to a door, shoot you for the cash (Boot, boot, boot)
hit the floor 'fore you make me mad (Floor)
Yo, I had a nigga soul livin' too
Prayin' to the Lord, my soul to (Keep)
Controllin' me (Me), take a of me (Hold)
Bitches shit, got exposed by E ('Sposed)
So naive, cold in the (Streets)

on my feet (Feet)
Money turn to zombies, they eat (Zombies)
Miss my grandma, she was humble and (Grandma)
I don't speak, let the check for me (Check, woo)
I sleep 'less the tech in my reach (Tech)
Hit the dope, make me choke, make me (Choke, woo)
Sip the dope, help the at ease (Hey)
Tryna get the money 'fore it clean, it was (Dirty)
Playin' football, hide the in my gutter (Ha)
Gettin' up, runnin' round in a circle (Circle)
Brother caught like he did a murder (Murder)
Now my whole family (Hurtin')
see the light but we couldn't
pull the (Curtain, curtain, curtain)
Night time (Night, night),
momma the streetlights 'bout
to stop (Light, light, light)
Lookin' at my in her eyes (Momma)
Lookin' at me like a new (New person)
She tellin' me I to slow down (Slow down)
The pain don't go away with the (Slow down)
That was when the rap wasn't (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 the Mavericks (Opps)
[?] put the cash up and we it (Stash)
You flop, we doing numbers can't (Hey)
Money [?] the roof panoramic (Skrrt)
Count the bottles 'til my start crampin' (Cramp)
I come the drip I need a napkin (Hey)

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

I been 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 back streets thinkin' my brother
Prayin' that he come to his loving mother
Can't believe it that I got it all out the
Facetime 3 Mike in a puddle
How am I to take it? (How?)
Niggas dying around the same time I had a (Hoo)
go the operator (Operator)
Let the gang know Pistol ain't 'gon make it (He ain't 'gon it)
Now my mind going (Brazy)
Got me feeling like I was the
of the hatred (I'm the of it)
Golden revolver with the (Boop)
They done killed my start a war
bring the (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
I got a situation (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 don't wanna see you greater
Eat you alive like a or a 'gator
Momma's crying cause the police they babies
They crooked the motherland they done it (Crooked)
They take us and lock us up and the buckle (Take us)
Started then I shook it (Shook it)
I hate the fame keep on looking (Fame)
We done sold out (Sold out)
Man I miss my Grandma (Grandma)
Treat me a don 'cause I'm gifted (Like a don)
I'm a run the money up go and get it (Hey)

I'm a maniac go crazy for the (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 up, my momma with my dad (Momma, huh)
So I blew up I put her in a pad (Mansion)
I like to throw up when I think 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 kick a door, you for the cash (Boot, boot, boot)
Everybody hit the floor 'fore you me mad (Floor)
Yo, I had a nigga soul too fast
Prayin' to the Lord, my soul to (Keep)
me (Me), take a hold of me (Hold)
Bitches shit, got exposed by E ('Sposed)
So naive, cold in the (Streets)