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

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