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We sell liquid (gang!)
lean man online (Let's get it!)

I was deep in the field on this shit
Late night I was starving eat shit
Studio thinking hits, tryna get
with a lot of niggas that was counterfeit
I was too real tote a steel
Had a deal, had a
No deal, I was breaking
Had to feed and go kill, till I had M's
Then I had to go chill a couple racks
I'm a man
24 like a Laker fan
Street shit, had to it in
One time out late I take it in
I had to amends
See you the red
Creep on you the red light
Strip a forty, getcha head
side slide
Ion't know nothing I was on the doing shows so bye bye
Working naked like
Ion't know shit I can't tell on my
Smoking on this spinach game,
And my niggas do a
Nigga up pipe call it and tell
Y'all niggas it like imitating
Do a drill, for real, they'll kill
Going outside to streets, yeah

This street shit for everybody (no, no, no,no,no)
So I'm tell this shit to (no, no, no,no,no)
So in yo lane (stay in yo lane)
You can't fit in this crowd (nah)
What's yo resume (what's your resume?)
You ain't no killer (you no killer nigga)
I'm what's your resume nigga? (what's your resume nigga?)
I you ain't no killer (nah, nah, nah, nah)
Who this street shit?

We was them corners
snitching they informing
Street shit was
Back then I couldn't it
Yellow ice bitch Jeff Ford shit
They see how he spending forges
rob me a M and a (?)
Or a place with no fifth
I'm talking 'bout arm and hammer baking
If the block dry then I'm over
Police take it I'ma make it over
me a brick and I'ma break it over
You ready, I'm
You it, I'm with it
Let's get it, you talk but get it
Put D in skillet
I'm tryna get
I'm get rich
rich
Talking drug money, money
I love money, I wanna hug
But I got that, get it
You say you gotta bag, then I got
I'm to my niggas
Out night I be strugglin' with my niggas
On them corners I be hustlin' with my
I'ma kill you if you fuck with my (gang!)

street shit ain't for everybody (no, no, no,no,no)
So I'm tell shit to everybody (no, no, no,no,no)
So stay in yo (stay in yo lane)
You fit in with this crowd (nah)
What's yo resume nigga? (what's resume?)
You no killer (you ain't no killer nigga)
I'm asking what's your nigga? (what's your resume nigga?)
I you ain't no killer (nah, nah, nah, nah)
Who with this street