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Got some money out the trap, had me hypnotized I was 19 with a criminal enterprise Got a Asian bitch swiping rentals up in Enterprise Put some people on they feet, never got a thanks Disputing different charges, ten different banks Yeah, bought a MSR, shit came with some blanks Remember being down bad, 5 in the tank Feds said I'm selling drugs, I ain't admitting to it You ain't have it hard it was given to you Remember she ain't want me now the bitch can't get a seen out me Can't believe I'm dying up inside but I seem happy Anyways, I just served a junky, made a fiend happy She fell asleep after she swallowed nut, she's a kidnapper One thing fasho about me, I make shit happen One thing fasho about you, you be big cappin I ain't worried, I'ma get it out the mud again Swear to god, I ain't fuckin with no fake plug again All my old bitches hold grudges cus I hit they friends, nigga Yeah, fuckin on a nigga's baby momma, playing step daddy Heard your man's still doing bad, tell him get at me Mixing GNC with the white, yeah I get crafty Thats your main bitch, why she got me on her close friends Had to take some risk, had to take a couple road trips Had to argue with my bitch like why you post this Yeah, why the fuck you post me Be your day ones plotting, got to watch them closely Yeah, lost it all and had no one to call on Clientele steady calling but it's all gone Bitch I changed my number, I ain't that nigga you can call on I was really broke, down bad, I got my ball on Geekin, finna eat this bag of shrooms till they all gone With my side bitch, feeling like I'm Kevin, I got two phones Nigga don't confuse us with this rapping, we can get active Mixing Casa Blanca with these Prada's, I can get crafty Baby stop lying on my dick, you ain't never had me Baby, I'm a dog with my white friends, where the fuck is Daphne I'm not gon' say it twice, lil nigga, better get a life Two hundred thousand, jumping on this flight, it's just me and Ice Brother let me pull off in that cat, I almost wrecked it twice If we walking in this bitch with all our chains nigga cut the lights Stabbed his baby momma with this dick, I had to cut his wife Bitch I could of been started trappin but I played it nice Nigga, you ain't really trappin, you the fake plug Really sick and tired of all these niggas doing fake drugs Yeah, can't believe I'm dying up inside but I seem happy I just served a Aye Made a fiend happy Baby stop lying on my dick, you ain't never had me
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