Lyrics

Ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We smokin' Zaza, Za Za, zaza, za, zaza, za, zaza, za, zaza I'm smokin' backwoods I don made it out the hood I'm fuckin' bad bitches That's my type, that's understood I got two, three, four grams in this blunt I got five, six, seven, eight bitches on my line I got ten, eleven, twelve opps wanna see me die Swear to God, I'm known by every slime Livin' in Two-Five Niggas is ready to step for me Like they was doin' in Vietnam They a pussy play with me I'm spinnin' back every single time Bitches confused when they see me in the streets, Is that him? I get these bucks just like Giannis, Ball above the rim Mr. HAWK She gave me top Could never flop I'm turning boss Can't take a loss, bitch It's not my kind, it ain't my fault It ain't my fault I'm that nigga in my city It ain't my fault I'm that nigga in your city It ain't my fault I got bitches like the way I talk It ain't my fault Cause I'm Mr. HAWK It ain't my fault It ain't my fault It ain't my fault It ain't my fault It ain't my fault It ain't my fault It ain't my fault It ain't my fault It ain't my fault It ain't my fault It ain't my fault It ain't my fault Blrr Forgive me Lord, I just wanna be a boss Forgive me, Lord I just wanna be a boss Forgive me, Lord I just wanna be a boss Forgive me, Lord I just wanna be a boss Forgive me, Lord I just wanna hit a lick Forgive me, Lord I'm just tryna get rich Forgive me, Lord I just wanna see my brother lit Forgive me, Lord I just wanna see my brother rich Now give me, Lord I just wanna get it out the mud Forgive me, Lord I just wanna get it out the trench Forgive me, Lord I just wanna get it out the den Forgive me, Lord I'm that nigga, and the Lion's den Forgive me, Lord Forgive me, Lord Forgive me, Lord
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