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And I'm back to the drama, yes that
Double back and slap me armour
Troubled ...
And a loveable act extractin at
Give me a reason why season is ceasin a sin season of grievin
I grim greed and the of our fans feelin us
Everybody me downs me and it astounds me profoundly
Whether they hound me or clown me tryna keep my calm
I keep six around me all through my town and your county
But i hit ground cause i found i'm a walkin time bomb
I feel like a fuckin maniac, in public a flip the zaniac
They it nigga this ain't actin
When i'm full of money nigga this ain't
When your dream boat sails away you sob did a regular job and start to rob
Went crazy when your lady your heart harden so,
I'ma keep it insane my 30 thousand dollar chain
And use it as for niggas who hate and wanna resurrect samhein
Out of a sick nigga, with a short end of a stick i'ma niggas
Cap peela, you don't want me to be when I snap, nigga

One, two, GP's for you
Three, four, Tecca's at your
Five, six, got guns and
Seven, eight, they seld faith
One, two, comin for you
Three, four, Tecca's at door
Five, six, got guns and
Seven, eight, they your faith

Assassin]
Fuck you i hate you, you fake you way cool
you gon make you gon pay with your face too
In case spray you lay you on and shake you
From bullets break you and take you to angels
You know i'm gon get cash, i that you spit trash
Collide you quick crash, i box with you fist fast
I'm not you think that, i won't get the clips back
I don't hesitate to the gun and pow
Like Nina my guns go (chyo)
GP through, nigga what you gon do
When i into the room, gun aimin at you
boom, you don't wanna see right to the tomb
When i come in with a crew, let's with them too
Liquid Assassin, i'ma for mine
Bitch ass nigga, die for mine
I'ma grab the heat and i'ma pack the
One two to your chest and one to your
Ain't get best of me
I put you through more pain than
I don't give a damn, what sexy beast
Can't you (???)
You don't want me to cut the clip bro
Like a toilet i'ma drop the shit load
Slide to pad and i'm creepin tip-toe
(???) let the go!

C]
These boys are sick, these are foul
On a lay down, just ask me how
If you piss me off homie, it's straight fuckin over
Cause my trigger switchin and i'm far from sober
I gon stop, it just ain't in me
if the prison is right where they'll send me
I'll slide right in, hollow in my clip
I'm let them ride out, unless you me my shit
with my Wesson, i'm gon teach you a lesson
When I come through and ride, you it a blessing
Suck my dick, bitch, cause I you like a motherfucker
At your front door, 'bout to make mother suffer
Phone and ropes, pistols and gauges
The world us dead like the way in them cages
We came in, we conquered, we got we wanted
Years now they'll say that your house is haunted