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You gon' learn buck a buckin'
D-boy squad buck a buckin' Boy

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

Yeah, I'm fucking wit that home boy but nothin' left
See, I got enough heart to march with 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 ,get the gift inside lemme show ya
Niggas treat that coke like a
A cocaine like a murder up in Copeland
Pick ya brain like a buncha flakes
Yeah, I put weight down, now it's real estate

Tell me watcha know me boy
That's me, I'ma d-boy
me watcha 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 nigga write it
9 years from the day my man got indicted
I thank God for the hard times I suffer
He protect me like a Mother, now, I'm tuffer

Can't forget you prof, I still see ya
I'm at the everyday, I can't leave ya
I feel soul when I'm writing with the pen
Fuck what them niggas say you my brother the end

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

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