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5 years in the side bag Kodak bop with the ting 5 years in the side bag Kodak bop with the ting See the boy dem lurking Free the dawgs dem locked in the bin Late night on the pg Broski nice with the Knicks like Lin Shit gets real and the systems fucked Thats why a nigga sins 5 years in the side bag Kodak bop with the ting See the boy dem lurking Free the dawgs dem locked in the bin Late night on the pg Broski nice with the Knicks like Lin Shit gets real and the systems fucked Thats why a nigga sins 5 years in the side bag Kodak bop with the ting You think shits gravy? Nigga u don't know what this lifestyle brings Funds get low won't be in the ends Probably bleach OT with a ting Niggas like birds, put em in a cage they sing Shit got real, mom dukes called my phone Said ima make it home but how do u know? I'll pay u back Funds getting low bro I need dough How do u know? Tell me she don't give top Then goes down like a pro How do u know? Id rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6 Thats how the shit goes Heard niggas telling stories about me in the bin I dont know you niggas I could never go broke A lot of niggas owe me gwop I don't owe no nigga I was on Miami beach Getting off packs you could call me flipper Bop with a green beam fifth on my side Don't make me pull that zipper My gang, my gang anything i do for gang i do for us No lie gotta build that trust Dont talk everything be shut Every throat in here be cut Real shit roun here no luck M.A shit money ave shit Everything we do we up, facts Everyday on it, gotta do that math Spend that money get it right back Some work some go to the trap 100k 50k Gotta get it Yah i want that foreign not rented Big chain wit a big ass pendant Wit a girl that stay independent Think bout life everyday Seekle down let me get everybody in place Some of us running the race Lotta yall needa Know how to stay on your wave Ima sit back wit my 40 Lotta yall niggas dont know me Ima true story, leave the Fakes it ain't for me Finding myself and that glory, yah mandatory Nigga i look in your eyes, i can see all thru lies Nigga get by, Demons they work in disguise Please brodie dont be that guy man fuck all tha hype Wit it my niggas Be flipping I go thru the dishes, yall niggas dont know how to kick it Yah man im done with the snippets Its 2019 Its time to go get it no limits Fuck it im done, fuck all the fun Work everyday, yah my body feel numb All of my Niggas we far from those bums Beating that bass up like im playing drums, Racking and stacking is all that like Member dem when we save for that bike Fuck all that funny shit this is my life Nigga they lie to my face they so 5 years in the side bag Kodak bop with the ting See the boy dem lurking Free the dawgs dem locked in the bin Late night on the pg broski nice with the Knicks like Lin Shit gets real and the systems fucked thats why a nigga sins
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