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Woo

I'm a go crazy 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 grew up, my momma my dad (Momma, huh)
So I blew 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 tree I the gas (Hey, hey)
Lookin' at the sky, think about my (Sky)
When I used to kick a door, shoot you for the (Boot, boot, boot)
Everybody hit the floor 'fore you 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)
ain't shit, got exposed by E ('Sposed)
So naive, in the streets (Streets)

Sleep on my (Feet)
Money turn 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 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 money it clean, it was dirty (Dirty)
Playin' football, the fire in my gutter (Ha)
Gettin' up, runnin' round in a circle (Circle)
Brother caught fifteen 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 said the streetlights
to stop (Light, light, light)
Lookin' at my in her eyes (Momma)
Lookin' at me a new person (New person)
She tellin' me I need to down (Slow down)
The don't go away with the percy (Slow down)
was when the rap wasn't working (Wasn't working)
Living in the trap it's a (Trap search)
See my grandma in a (Grandma)
And Pistol P in the casket
Shot's fired nigga (Brrt)
Cops, they arrive smashing (Woop, woop)
Opps we shoot like the Mavericks (Opps)
[?] put the up and we stash it (Stash)
You flop, we numbers can't imagine (Hey)
Money [?] when the panoramic (Skrrt)
Count the '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)
snitchin', they 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 up when I think about the crash (Ugh, ugh)
Not playin', I hit the tree I smell 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 soul livin' too fast
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, in the streets (Streets)

I crossed out by my own brother (Woo, woo)
Ain't no rules in the street don't '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 'bout my brother
that he come home to his loving mother
Can't believe it I got it all out the gutter
Facetime 'round 3 Mike in a
How am I to take 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 brazy (Brazy)
Got me like I was the cause
of the (I'm the cause of it)
Golden revolver the laser (Boop)
done killed my nigga start a war
bring the (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
I got a situation (Boss)
Military when we travel 'cross the nation (Military)
up the cup with maple (Woo)
Abomination on your I got acres
man when you walking and you labeled
Beat the odds they don't wanna see you
Eat you alive a lion or a 'gator
Momma's crying cause the police they babies
They crooked the motherland done took it (Crooked)
They take us and lock us up and 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 Grandma (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)
Lamborghini, paper tags (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, thirty (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin', 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', when I hit the tree I 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 too fast
Prayin' to the Lord, my soul to (Keep)
me (Me), take a hold of me (Hold)
Bitches ain't shit, got by E ('Sposed)
So naive, cold in the (Streets)