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Woo

I'm a go crazy for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Green Lamborghini, tags (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, thirty (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin', they the with no badge (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 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)
When I used to 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)
me (Me), take 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)
Miss my grandma, she was humble and (Grandma)
I don't speak, let the talk for me (Check, woo)
I can't sleep 'less the tech in my (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 fire in my (Ha)
Gettin' up, runnin' round in a circle (Circle)
Brother caught like he did a murder (Murder)
Now my whole family (Hurtin')
Tryna see the light but we
the curtain (Curtain, curtain, curtain)
Night lurkin' (Night, night),
momma said the streetlights
to workin' (Light, light, light)
Lookin' at my momma in her (Momma)
at me like a new person (New person)
She me I need to slow 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 it's a search (Trap search)
See my in a hearse (Grandma)
And Pistol P gone in the
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 roof (Skrrt)
Count the bottles 'til my start crampin' (Cramp)
I with the drip I need a napkin (Hey)

I'm a maniac go crazy for the (Hey, crazy)
Green Lamborghini, paper (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, thirty (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin', the police with no badge (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 throw up when I think the crash (Ugh, ugh)
Not playin', I hit the tree I smell the gas (Hey, hey)
at the sky, think about my past (Sky)
When I to kick 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), a hold of me (Hold)
Bitches shit, got exposed by E ('Sposed)
So naive, cold in the (Streets)

I been crossed out by my own (Woo, woo)
Ain't no in the street don't trust 'em
Ran it up and I had to go it
Police 'bout to kick the door now we gotta it
Ridin' on the back streets thinkin' 'bout my
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?)
dying 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 mind brazy (Brazy)
Got me feeling like I was the
of the (I'm the cause 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)
Military basis when we travel 'cross the (Military)
up the cup with maple (Woo)
Abomination on paper I got acres
Black man when you walking and you
Beat the odds they wanna see you greater
Eat you alive a lion or a 'gator
Momma's crying the police shot they babies
crooked the motherland they 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 keep on looking (Fame)
We done sold out (Sold out)
Man I my Grandma cookin' (Grandma)
me like a don 'cause I'm gifted (Like a don)
I'm a run the money up go and get it (Hey)

I'm a go crazy for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Lamborghini, paper tags (Skrrt)
Ridin' the city, thirty mags (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin', they the police with no (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, about my past (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)
Bitches ain't shit, got by E ('Sposed)
So naive, cold in the (Streets)