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Woo

I'm a maniac go for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Lamborghini, paper tags (Skrrt)
Ridin' the city, thirty mags (Brrt, bow)
snitchin', they 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 about the (Ugh, ugh)
Not playin', I hit the tree 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 'fore you make me mad (Floor)
Yo, I had a nigga soul too fast
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)

on my feet (Feet)
Money homies to zombies, they eat (Zombies)
my grandma, she was humble and sweet (Grandma)
I speak, let the check talk for me (Check, woo)
I can't 'less the tech in my reach (Tech)
Hit the dope, make me choke, make me (Choke, woo)
Sip the dope, the pain at ease (Hey)
Tryna get the money it clean, it was dirty (Dirty)
Playin' football, hide the in my gutter (Ha)
Gettin' locked up, round in a circle (Circle)
caught fifteen like he did a murder (Murder)
Now my family hurtin' (Hurtin')
see the light but we couldn't
pull the (Curtain, curtain, curtain)
time lurkin' (Night, night),
momma said the streetlights
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 with the percy (Slow down)
That was the rap wasn't working (Wasn't working)
in the trap it's a search (Trap search)
See my grandma in a (Grandma)
And P gone in the casket
Shot's nigga blasting (Brrt)
Cops, arrive start smashing (Woop, woop)
Opps we shots like the Mavericks (Opps)
[?] put the up and we stash it (Stash)
You flop, we doing numbers imagine (Hey)
[?] when the roof panoramic (Skrrt)
Count the bottles 'til my hand start (Cramp)
I come with the I need a napkin (Hey)

I'm a maniac go for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Green Lamborghini, tags (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, thirty (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin', they the police 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 up when I think about the crash (Ugh, ugh)
Not playin', when I hit the tree I 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), a hold 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 don't trust 'em
Ran it up and I had to go it
Police to kick the door now we gotta flush it
Ridin' on the streets thinkin' 'bout my brother
Prayin' that he come to his loving mother
Can't believe it I got it all out the gutter
Facetime 'round 3 Mike in a
How am I 'posed to 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 going brazy (Brazy)
Got me like I was the cause
of the hatred (I'm the of it)
Golden revolver with the (Boop)
They done my nigga start a war
bring the (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
I got a boss (Boss)
basis when we travel 'cross the nation (Military)
Double up the cup maple (Woo)
Abomination on paper I got acres
Black man when you and you labeled
Beat the odds they don't see you greater
Eat you like a lion or a 'gator
Momma's crying cause the shot they babies
They crooked the motherland done took it (Crooked)
take us and lock us up and throw the buckle (Take us)
Started rapping then I it (Shook it)
I hate the fame everybody on looking (Fame)
We done 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 money up go and get it (Hey)

I'm a maniac go for the cash (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 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 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 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 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, cold in the (Streets)