| Yeah…
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| Mob, I know you know what this
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| Jack, I know you know what this is
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| Stacks…
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| No pops, gotta carry Glocks to protect me
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| Never let my sisters out the spot but they let me
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| Eleven years old grindin' rocks
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| With my lil' ahks DeMarco and Sean G
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| Now when I see my lil' niggas shine it remind me
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| Of the times could’ve died sellin' crumbs to zombies
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| Lil' kids on outside but look how times changed
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| Used to sell rocks to get fly now niggas rob friends
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| Pops locked, moms can’t get by we barely had things
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| But the love in our heart gave me drive now we got everything
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| Told me, «Jack please go to school,"but I would rather sing
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| And would my music go all over the world but that was just a dream
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| I knocked a nigga off today
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| Maybe I should walk away
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| Remember when you talk to me
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| I could take your life away
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| I knocked a nigga off today
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| Maybe I should walk away
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| Remember how you talk to me
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| 'Cause I could take your life away
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| that whole twenty in it
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| Big body V’s with money in it
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| Black cloud game it ain’t sunny in it
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| You in a gang your son gon' bang and your honey’s in it
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| Niggas is gangsta affiliated
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| We ain’t playin' rappers with silly cadence
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| Get that work on our arms some Big Willie favor
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| Buy a suite in the Seasons with big willy niggas
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| I knocked a nigga off today
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| I’m thinkin' maybe I should walk away
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| I’m like, «Fuck it, I’m gon' run away»
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| 'Cause I got this bag and I gotta put this gun away
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| I knocked a nigga off today
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| Maybe I should walk away
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| Remember when you talk to me
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| I could take your life away
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| I knocked a nigga off today
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| Maybe I should walk away
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| Remember how you talk to me
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| 'Cause I could take your life away
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| These niggas hate but never get far just like a shootin' star
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| I been around the world with a chopper in my foreign car
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| You really love your girl but really she was my hoe before
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| She said yeah so I took every cent and
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| Niggas thought that I was playing 'til I sent a shot through your door
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| You better duck cause nigga here come ninety-nine more
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| You probably got fucked if you fucked over me before
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| Them choppers buck and leave blood on the dance floor
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| Be true to this game and the game will be true to you
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| Fuck a vest all what we usually do
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| 'Cause I been thuggin' out in the field where it ain’t really cool
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| Watch you run it up you gettin' stripped by the same dude
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| Like a Mex with the chop in the window that is my same move
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| I give a fuck if he kinfolk, I don’t like how he move
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| I’m blowin' smoke in a rental and plotting' on your jewels
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| I’ll snatch you heart out your kins you ever play me fool
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| I knocked a nigga off today
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| Maybe I should walk away
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| Remember when you talk to me
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| I could take your life away
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| I knocked a nigga off today
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| Maybe I should walk away
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| Remember how you talk to me
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| 'Cause I could take your life away |