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Lamont C Wade
Lamont C Wade
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I stepped in this shit knowing consequences I ain't worried bout shit ima go n get it, if you know where I'm from Then you know I'm wit it, Cuban link on my neck don't ask where I get it If he play wit dem boys he gone come up Missin, babygirl play ya role just like Scottie pipen The pot making babies that's why he whippin, had to lace up my J's cause they said I'm trippin I was young when start moving weight Might not been hungry but made sure I ate, pick a side for you die it's too Late, I'm rolling I'm rolling I came in on skates, bro rolling he rolling You could catch a fade, i'm rolling im rolling this shit getting cray That young nigga dead only reason they miss me Let's keep it real ion see competition, yeah I fuck wit you but still Keep ya distance, I'm in the trenches, wit some gravediggers Them niggas be swiping like they got a tinder You niggas too old to be ratting like splinter, fresh out the mix, I just Came from the blender, you meet a nigga like me better remember I came in this bitch Drippin w pound Drippin Steady texting my phone my old lady trippin, ain't Care when I was Shit now they showing interest, if you owe me some bread need it back wit interest In the game & you know it's a game on inches So I'm watching my step like a college nigga, bases loaded I'm Swinging for all the fences, bro a weirdo don't wanna be bothered wit em Ima goon what the fuck is a goblin nigga, ain't no question I'm one of the hardest niggas, fuck the talking do we Have a problem nigga I stop fucking w them cause they artificial, ion trust you So baby it's hard to miss ya, got them magazines, you gone Get ya issue, you gone make ya momma have to use some tissue You gone have all folk saying that they miss you I stepped in this shit knowing consequences I ain't worried bout shit ima go n get it, if you know where I'm from Then you know I'm wit it, Cuban link on my neck don't ask where I get it If he play wit dem boys he gone come up Missin, babygirl play ya role just like Scottie pipen, the pot making babies That's why he whippin, had to lace up my J's cause they said I'm trippin I was young when start moving weight Might not been hungry but made sure I ate, pick a side for you die it's too Late, I'm rolling I'm rolling I came in on skates, bro rolling he rolling You could catch a fade, i'm rolling im rolling this shit getting cray
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