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Woo

I'm a maniac go crazy for the (Hey, crazy)
Lamborghini, paper tags (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, mags (Brrt, bow)
snitchin', they 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 up when I think about 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 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), take a of me (Hold)
Bitches shit, got exposed by E ('Sposed)
So naive, cold in the (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 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, help the pain at (Hey)
Tryna get the 'fore it clean, it was dirty (Dirty)
Playin' football, hide the in my gutter (Ha)
Gettin' locked up, runnin' in a circle (Circle)
Brother caught like he did a murder (Murder)
Now my whole hurtin' (Hurtin')
see the light 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 in her eyes (Momma)
Lookin' at me a new person (New person)
She tellin' me I need to slow (Slow down)
The pain 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 gone in the
Shot's fired blasting (Brrt)
Cops, they arrive start (Woop, woop)
Opps we shoot like the Mavericks (Opps)
[?] put the cash up and we it (Stash)
You flop, we doing numbers can't (Hey)
Money [?] the roof panoramic (Skrrt)
Count the bottles 'til my start crampin' (Cramp)
I come with the drip I need a (Hey)

I'm a maniac go for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Lamborghini, paper tags (Skrrt)
Ridin' through the city, thirty (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin', they the police 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 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 a door, shoot you for the cash (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)
Bitches shit, got exposed by E ('Sposed)
So naive, in the streets (Streets)

I been crossed out by my own (Woo, woo)
Ain't no rules in the street don't 'em
Ran it up and I had to go it
Police 'bout to the door now we gotta 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 'gon make it (He ain't 'gon make it)
Now my mind brazy (Brazy)
Got me like I was the cause
of the hatred (I'm the of it)
Golden revolver with the (Boop)
They killed my nigga start a war
bring the (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
I got a boss (Boss)
Military basis when we travel the nation (Military)
Double up the cup with (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 alive a lion or a 'gator
crying cause the police shot they babies
They crooked the motherland they done 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 done out Brooklyn (Sold out)
Man I miss my Grandma (Grandma)
Treat me like a don I'm gifted (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' the city, thirty mags (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin', they the police 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 I think about the crash (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)
me (Me), take a hold of me (Hold)
Bitches ain't shit, got by E ('Sposed)
So naive, in the streets (Streets)