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I remember the first one, I was I was nervous I had a gun, so... Then it just became easy, and then it just became like Like too easy In and out, right? Like I need money, you know? Like (see you there) I was getting away with it And then what did you do? Countless Don't let the fame all get into your fingertips My dog's locked up I gotta pay the guard to bring him strips (I gotta go) Tryna find the body Come out anything, his fingerprints Isn't coming back with any hints 'Cause he's an immigrant (he's alright) You ain't scared to die But his aid would've kill This new blade gotta kick Like a play from Brazil (ka-boom) My fake shell But nothing that he's saying is real The horse tranquilizer's only thing he's able to fill Come back with my gloves Packing plants, package and drugs The Macedon made his hands swell His back on the subs You didn't type to say a man out before I stack him some doves (oh) I'm gonna type to stag a man and walk back in the club (oh-oh-oh) Keeping the pain These dude too sick on these things Switch sides, dick rides and try building a team Swear to God Saw good Numbers don't lie Just hustle and die My customers wake up in your eye (oh, oh) No cap about it (no cap about it) Fuck you up and laugh about it (haha) They gotta pack and cram it I'm really living I can rap about it (I can rap about it) Yeah You ain't safe (you ain't safe) You may have took a bullet in his face (huzzah) No cap about it (no cap) I'm really living I can rap about it (I can rap about it) The more spur hit like a lawn backer The bluky hole 60 get ripped at your MA model Monarchy at stake as he did it in Bardaale The move's merciless, motherfucker is mal-manner This school buys chalk in the back of the shop Who does motherfucker let you be? Act like a cop You want to smoke? What do you think you could choose? Blackies, haze, ox Anything that you choose This a chop It ain't making a bang There's a budget to cache You motherfuckers taking a stand Let me the motherfucker Never gonna be safe in the can I'm a boss I-I would never take a command You goofy, so I mean I ain't tryna bail which And why, it's my fault that you homies ain't Werewitch The sky's marching Yolo in Barberos It's drug traffic 'cause in a couple of Nordic Daniel A-huh No cap about it (no cap about it) Fuck you up and laugh about it (haha) They gotta pack and cram it I'm really living I can rap about it (I can rap about it) Yeah You ain't safe (you ain't safe) You may have took a bullet in his face (huzzah) No cap about it (no cap) I'm really living I can rap about it (I can rap) See, maybe guy won't ask for my bread (about it) 'Cause I'm a demon Lock the door Making a wing on the floor Nobody leaving Paranoid Somebody move Then I'm squeezing Man, I Nah, I would die fair Everything that I believe in She pays you the general You're the head I click, got 30 and a sick short of a brick When I was down and they, what's up? They went off me shit Next one but keep the plan pressure 'til they calling it quits (get it) I try to tell 'em I'ma gone and I can't hoster it Get over it I come from the bottom When the rope just is ferocious shit Give me any beat And I'll smoke this shit They know it's shit I'll make me find your weakness and expose this shit (c'mon) Yeah My heart is pure They start a war Yeah Every ball is like coke and is hard as formed (crack) I'm eating wrap 'cause I'm a carnivore If you ain't gonna finish it Then what the fuck you started for? Fuck Uh-uh No cap about it (no cap about it) Fuck you up and laugh about it (haha) They gotta pack and cram it I'm really living I can rap about it (I can rap about it) Yeah You ain't safe (you ain't safe) You may have took a bullet in his face (huzzah) No cap about it (no cap) I'm really living I can...
Writer(s): Vincent Luviner, Stephen Patrick Odell, Craig Phillip Lanciani, Aaron Hiltz, Salvatore Bilotti Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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