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I've become accustomed to goin' customs
Pound in my hollerin', "Fuck them"
I'm livin' that life that you talk about
I'm fuckin' them hoes that you 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 kill niggaz slow when I live for this
Got labels sick, I they hate that
I'm makin' artists push them dates back
I don't tattoos to prove I pack tools
Go 'head and act fool and become dog
Memph Man, uh-huh, that's me
Same nigga that don't a "Basically"
And I'm smokin', it be like that
Ya blunt went out, relight 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 Bleek
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
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 swear, that I front for rep
Only thing that I front is hoes and coke and of tef
With a co-D, that's a, to the people
Yeah we sold D and a livin' off of people
Ghetto, corrupted us, and we taught
How to add and scale plus bag and
And how to, aim and and I got brain when the wrist locked
the dot spot leave the tape
You actin' like you can't die in a blaze
And I let sixteen of 'em dive in wake
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
Picture me rollin' in that hundred Benz
I got no love for you niggaz it ain't no 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, no statements
shots, empty shell casings
No prints, V's no
Phone, Sprint, Six, no nigga
R-O M-A
Realist hood and nigga, comprende?
You bitch niggaz know I'm focused
You still catch M-E-M right?
In the V, wit' the gat on my lap
Shovel in the trunk, go nigga, front
This M dot Bleek
Coppin' out to a one to three, you 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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