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Uhh
I've become accustomed to through customs
in my pocket hollerin', "Fuck them"
I'm livin' that life you only talk about
I'm fuckin' hoes that you only thought about
I spend that money but you won't about
As much that I off my last single out
Whatchu think of that? Niggaz, y'all
That I niggaz slow when I live for this dough
Got labels sick, I know they hate
I'm makin' they artists push them back
I don't tattoos to prove I pack tools
Go 'head and act fool and dog food
Man, uh-huh, yeah that's me
Same that don't give a "Basically"
And I'm still smokin', it be like
Ya blunt went out, nigga relight
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Bleek
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
Yeah, I'm finally put in the game, right I should be
And the gat laid where it should be
Violate, you be put where you be
Have your and friends screamin', "How could he?"
the streets with a body on his back
Ride around in a V with the in the back
And for y'all that swear, I front for rep
Only thing that I is hoes and coke and clips of tef
With a co-D, a, menace to the people
Yeah we sold D and a livin' off of people
Ghetto, corrupted us, and we ourselves
How to add and scale plus bag and
And how to, aim and shoot and I got brain the wrist locked
Wherever the dot spot leave the
You keep actin' you can't die in a blaze
And I let sixteen of 'em dive in your
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Bleek
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
Picture me in that five hundred Benz
I got no for you niggaz it ain't no need to be friends
I give a fuck 'em, no need to talk 'bout 'em
He act 'bout it, I let the fo'-fo' 'em
The co-D's, nigga no
Just shots, empty casings
No prints, V's no
Phone, Sprint, Six, no chips
R-O M-A
Realist hood and clique nigga,
You bitch niggaz know I'm focused
You still M-E-M loc'n right?
In the black V, the gat on my lap
Shovel in the trunk, go nigga, front
M dot E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek
Coppin' out to a one to three, you nigga
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Bleek
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
DJ Clue, Storm

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