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I remember being in the streets trying to take some'n

Ride around in the field with a K drum

Ride down on a **** *****, bake some

Now I hardly ever even see my day ones

I make them disappear, out here like brevity

I be floatin' dirty, I don't need no gravity

It's gon' make her say "Uhh" like Master P

If you ain't gettin' money it can lead to tragedies

Popped up in my crib without permission

Call that stalkin', call that stalkin'

I went in the mall and bought everything out the store

I call that ballin, I call that ballin

I heard you be trippin' or you a thotty

I call that fallin', I call that fallin'

I heard you were here flexin' like you catchin' bodies

Dry snitchin' on yo self, I call that talkin'

I walked in the club and they all start shakin' ass, shakin ass

Dead man in my pockets,

someone please call the damn

ambulance (ambulance, ambulance, ambulance)

I'm on offense, the defense I'll handle

Got your ***** meltin' like a lit candle

Where I'm from two phones means ten-fold

Why I'm flexin' like that I ain't have **** hoe

I remember being in the streets trying to take some'n

Ride around in the field with a K drum

Ride down on a **** *****, bake some

Now I hardly ever even see my day ones

I make them disappear, out here like brevity

I be floatin' dirty, I don't need no gravity

It's gon' make her say "Uhh" like Master P

If you ain't gettin' money it can lead to tragedies

I swear to God right now I can't even ******* breathe

One Tooka blunt got me walkin' with a weave

Gave your ***** one pill now she crawlin' on her knees

She was standin' on her head, now she fallin' on her feet

I told her the cash baby gone see a doctor for me

I know before I go get locked up, you gone get locked up for me

I know you really will get a ***** shot up for me

I don't buy ******* but I know you'll buy one for me

Whoever said living was the stars in the sky

And I'm sitting on the stars in the sky every night

I'm smokin' on that Mary, yea, Mary J. Blige

It was me in the sky and the stars trying to fight

I just met a bad *****, but I'm only trying to ****

I'm a squirrel no lie, I'ma need another nut

Remember on the block, sellin' ****, been blowin' punks

Run up on him click-clack, 12-gauge him in the trunk

I remember being in the streets trying to take some'n

Ride around in the field with a K drum

Ride down on a **** *****, bake some

Now I hardly ever even see my day ones

I make them disappear, out here like brevity

I be floatin' dirty, I don't need no gravity

It's gon' make her say "Uhh" like Master P

If you ain't gettin' money it can lead to tragedies

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