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You gon' learn buck a buckin'
squad buck a buckin' Rich Boy

I'm in that phantom, askin' for that gray
Look at my arm bitch, ya see the charm
Sweet home Alabama, Yeah, I her
I still try to hug her though she ain't my color

Yeah, I'm fucking wit that home boy but ain't nothin'
See, I got heart to march with Martin Luther King
Got killers right by me and we can have a party
If ya niggas try me, surprise

We got fireworks for ya
Pop the trunk ,get the gift inside show ya
Niggas treat that coke a joke
A cocaine city's like a up in Copeland
ya brain like a buncha snow flakes
Yeah, I put that weight down, now real estate

Tell me know 'bout me boy
That's me, mothafuckin' d-boy
Tell me know 'bout me boy
That's me, I'ma d-boy
Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go
Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go

If it ain't the truth me and my don't write it
9 years the day my uncle man got indicted
I thank God for the times when I suffer
He me like a Mother, nigga now, I'm tuffer

Can't about you prof, I still see ya
I'm at the graveyard everyday, I can't ya
I feel your soul when I'm with the pen
Fuck what niggas say you my brother till the end

Nigga save a spot for me, tell God I'm
Niggas killin' fo' that money but leavin' here with nothing
If it a game motherfucker, win it
As far as I'm concerned, no competition in it

Call me the gritty green 'cause I'm lie
Now my [unverified] mommy thank what she got
[Unverified] get some shit, just got a new
Congratulations 'cause ya son made a million with his