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I just feel like the goat at this point Fasho Yeah yuh (Yuh, yuh) Fasho (KO!) Ou, yuh I was just pouring a 8th in my double cup thinking like wassup with life I was just pouring a 8th in my double cup I fuck with Fanta no Sprite And I want that bitch I'm tryna talk to that bit but I don't need no wife Ou and I be with click She do not fuck with the gang 'cause they be taking lives Where I'm from it's a struggle yeah I'm from the gutter my savages know what it's like Ou, yuh we from the hood they call us no good We all had to juug and take flight Yeah, they thought I'd be in jail or died Sometimes I thought they right But we up in they hood and we taking the goods, yeah just like the thief in the night Yuh (It's took) Yuh, Ou Yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh I'm filling the streets up with kilos Yeah, Ou Kilos I remember I was zero Now I'm just looking down below I love all my brothers like Tito Shorty know she a bop, she boppin' like DLow I can't fuck with buddy if he broke We shooting movies like Robert De Niro I don't know how I'm so cold when I'm giving 'em heat strokes I'm rolling up all these woods till I pillow Knowing my lungs is fucked up I need a rillo Niggas in love with the people I don't fuck with none these people But it's Eddyyy, nice to meet ya Thought life was over and I made a sequel I was ready these niggas wasn't so I had to go ahead and teach 'em Soon as I put these niggas on the refer Niggas turning into divas Niggas singing like Aaliyah Niggas acting, like Madea Got they bitch on my dick Hold that shit like a pole Ou, she bad yeah shorty she bad She bad but she like to play with her nose I can't fuck with that, can't fuck with the opp If twelve pull up I ain't telling a soul I had to face even bitches out here they be making statements Yeah that's murder she wrote Yuh, Ou Yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh
Writer(s): Edwin Keita Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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