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Woo

I'm a maniac go crazy for the (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 grew up, my momma 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', when I hit the I smell the gas (Hey, hey)
Lookin' at the sky, about my past (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 to keep (Keep)
Controllin' me (Me), a hold of me (Hold)
ain't shit, got exposed by E ('Sposed)
So naive, cold in the (Streets)

Sleep on my (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 can't 'less the tech in my reach (Tech)
Hit the dope, make me choke, me wheeze (Choke, woo)
Sip the dope, the pain at ease (Hey)
Tryna get the 'fore it clean, it was dirty (Dirty)
Playin' football, hide the fire in my (Ha)
Gettin' locked up, runnin' round in a (Circle)
Brother fifteen like he did a murder (Murder)
Now my whole hurtin' (Hurtin')
Tryna see the light but we
the curtain (Curtain, curtain, curtain)
Night lurkin' (Night, night),
said the streetlights 'bout
to stop (Light, light, light)
Lookin' at my in her eyes (Momma)
at me like a new person (New person)
She tellin' me I need to down (Slow down)
The pain don't go away with the (Slow down)
was when the rap wasn't working (Wasn't working)
Living in the trap a search (Trap search)
See my in a hearse (Grandma)
And Pistol P gone in the
fired nigga blasting (Brrt)
Cops, they arrive start (Woop, woop)
Opps we shoot shots the Mavericks (Opps)
[?] put the cash up and we it (Stash)
You flop, we numbers can't imagine (Hey)
Money [?] when the roof (Skrrt)
Count the bottles 'til my hand crampin' (Cramp)
I come with the I need a napkin (Hey)

I'm a maniac go for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Green Lamborghini, paper (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 I blew up I put her in a pad (Mansion)
I to throw 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 floor 'fore you me mad (Floor)
Yo, I had a nigga soul too fast
Prayin' to the Lord, my to keep (Keep)
Controllin' me (Me), take a 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)
Ain't no rules in the don't trust 'em
Ran it up and I had to go it
Police 'bout to kick the door now we flush it
Ridin' on the back streets thinkin' my brother
Prayin' that he come to his loving mother
Can't believe it I got it all out the gutter
Facetime 3 Mike in a puddle
How am I to take it? (How?)
Niggas around the same time I had a baby (Hoo)
Here go the (Operator)
Let the gang know Pistol ain't 'gon make it (He ain't make it)
Now my going brazy (Brazy)
Got me like I was the cause
of the (I'm the cause of it)
Golden revolver with the (Boop)
done killed my nigga 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 maple (Woo)
on your paper I got acres
Black man when you walking and you
Beat the they don't wanna see you greater
Eat you like a lion or a 'gator
crying cause the police shot they babies
They crooked the motherland done took it (Crooked)
They take us and us up and throw the buckle (Take us)
Started rapping I shook it (Shook it)
I hate the fame everybody keep on (Fame)
We sold out Brooklyn (Sold out)
Man I miss my cookin' (Grandma)
Treat me like a don 'cause I'm (Like a don)
I'm a run the up gotta go and get it (Hey)

I'm a maniac go crazy for the (Hey, crazy)
Green Lamborghini, tags (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, mags (Brrt, bow)
snitchin', they the police with 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 the crash (Ugh, ugh)
Not playin', when I hit the I smell the gas (Hey, hey)
at the sky, think about 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
to the Lord, my soul to keep (Keep)
Controllin' me (Me), take a of me (Hold)
ain't shit, got exposed by E ('Sposed)
So naive, in the streets (Streets)