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I was raised by wolves in jungle Watch me hustle If I stumbled I recover with bundle keep it on humble Yelling death to the scammers Road trip to Alabama two loads of that Yama and a hammer Too legit to quit baking and fish Aunty need G need her fix I was praying for a brick Baby mother on my dick Like get Fucking job What fuck she think I'm doing I just got it from the Mobb Going hard on niggaz dark liquor in my liver My first 40 G's made me shiver Really felt like jigga let me paint picture 4 Non believers I'm future 10 blues get wack have my yung boyz do ya My young bitch 28 hips Like 46 spent sun chips on her only fans now she eating dick Ion trip got few homies thats banging crip buss your shit Don't even want a job justwant a brick I'm up on peso if I must say so made shit load off plates tho Like I'm plug in with Diego I'm Michael you fredo go psycho wit yayo I might go just laying with bad bitch from from Diego Pussy, paper, and power reaching my final hour All my roses was sour planted my own flowers Said she charge by hour hit her in trump towers Going ape on cowards they don't want it with ours Bad bitches dig the vibes than we link up 5, 200 Crumbled up ones sent to king tut to get links up! Rings up we up! Any chick with big I probably fucked Not that she a slut I just call it good luck! Might been the fillet minion or orange duck My daddy loss his best friend start going to church My young boy got booked start going work I come from the dirt check my nails Should've seen what did scales landed me prison cells
Writer(s): Michael Morrisey Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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