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Woo

I'm a maniac go for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Lamborghini, paper tags (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, mags (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin', they the 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 to throw up when I think about 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 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)
Controllin' me (Me), a hold of me (Hold)
Bitches ain't shit, got by E ('Sposed)
So naive, in the streets (Streets)

Sleep on my (Feet)
turn homies to zombies, they eat (Zombies)
Miss my grandma, she was and sweet (Grandma)
I don't speak, let the talk for me (Check, woo)
I sleep '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 in my gutter (Ha)
locked up, runnin' round in a circle (Circle)
Brother fifteen like he did a murder (Murder)
Now my family hurtin' (Hurtin')
Tryna see the but we couldn't
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 a new person (New person)
She me I need to slow down (Slow down)
The pain don't go with the percy (Slow down)
That was when the rap 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 shots like the Mavericks (Opps)
[?] put the cash up and we it (Stash)
You flop, we doing numbers imagine (Hey)
Money [?] the roof panoramic (Skrrt)
Count the 'til my hand start crampin' (Cramp)
I come with the 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', the police 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 like to throw up when I think about the (Ugh, ugh)
Not playin', when I hit the I smell the gas (Hey, hey)
Lookin' at the sky, think 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
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)

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
Police 'bout to kick the door now we flush it
Ridin' on the back streets thinkin' 'bout my
Prayin' that he home to his loving mother
Can't believe it I got it all out the gutter
Facetime 3 Mike in a puddle
How am I 'posed to it? (How?)
Niggas dying around the same I had a baby (Hoo)
Here go the (Operator)
Let the gang know Pistol ain't 'gon it (He ain't 'gon make it)
Now my mind going (Brazy)
Got me feeling I was the cause
of the hatred (I'm the of it)
Golden revolver the laser (Boop)
They done killed my nigga 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 your I got acres
Black man you walking and you labeled
Beat the odds they don't see you greater
Eat you alive like a lion or a
Momma's crying cause the police shot they
They crooked the they done took it (Crooked)
take us and lock us up and throw the buckle (Take us)
Started rapping I shook it (Shook it)
I hate the fame everybody keep on (Fame)
We done sold out (Sold out)
Man I miss my 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 maniac go for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Lamborghini, paper tags (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, 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 throw up when I think 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 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 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, in the streets (Streets)