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Uhh
I've become accustomed to goin' customs
Pound in my hollerin', "Fuck them"
I'm livin' life that you only talk about
I'm fuckin' them that you only thought about
I spend that money but you spend about
As much I made off my last single out
think of that? Niggaz, y'all know
That I kill niggaz slow when I for this dough
Got labels sick, I know hate that
I'm makin' they artists 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 still smokin', it be that
Ya blunt went out, nigga relight
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, right where I be
And the gat laid right where it be
Violate, you be put you should be
Have your and friends screamin', "How could he?"
Walk the streets with a body on his
around in a V with the shottie in the back
And for y'all that swear, that I for rep
Only thing that I front is and coke and clips of tef
a co-D, that's a, menace to the people
Yeah we sold D and made a off of people
Ghetto, corrupted us, and we taught
How to add and scale bag and sell
And how to, aim and and I got brain when the wrist locked
Wherever the dot leave the tape
You keep actin' like you die in a blaze
And I let sixteen of 'em in your wake
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
Picture me rollin' in that five hundred
I got no love for you niggaz it no need to be friends
I give a fuck 'em, no need to talk 'bout 'em
He act it, I let the fo'-fo' pound 'em
The co-D's, no statements
Just shots, shell casings
No prints, V's no
Phone, Sprint, Six, no nigga
R-O M-A
Realist hood and clique nigga,
You bitch niggaz know I'm focused
You catch M-E-M loc'n right?
In the V, wit' the gat on my lap
in the trunk, go 'head nigga, front
This M dot Bleek
Coppin' out to a one to three, you bitch
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 Geda
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