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Rollin' up some good pourin' up 'til we get faded
You know how we do it everybody takin' flicks of me
I got the keys to the city I don't need no limousine
I turn out when I pull up and tell my bookin' agent book a show
Runnin' 'round with the paper bag runnin' 'round with the paper bag
Goin' crazy spendin' all this cash goin' crazy spendin' all this cash
If I spend it I'ma get it back even when I'm ridin' round dirty
A ***** don't need a seatbelt a ***** don't need a seatbelt
Nah it don't cost to keep it real run up get done up
**** can get real **** around and get your ass robbed
***** **** around and tell you **** got ya askin' God why
Drag your ass into a alley pull out aim for the target
Should've never been around the killers in my town we the ******' realest
No Chedder Bobs 'round here I get to sprayin' they gon' get down
Ski mask over my face catch a body in broad day
Catch a body in broad day
I got the key to the city I got a hoe that's saddity
Talk to that ***** in Swahili tattoo my name in graffiti
Wack at your hood in graffiti come through your hood on the weekly
None of ya'll ****** can see me none of ya'll ****** can see me
Ya'll ain't got nothin' like this over there bunch of front line millionaires
Bunch of self-made out the trunk paid against the odds really took it there
Any prob I'ma reappear with a squad you already fear
All this time I've been playin' fair seven digits every single year
****** died ****** disappear alibis I was really there
Life of crime 'til I get the chair Columbine in my trigger hair
Still I rise and I took the stairs feel the fire it's a different glare
All these fights it was never fair bustin' knuckles still I'm swingin' fierce
Face is swollen some I'm drippin' tears you should know I never had a fear
You should know I never had a shot never had a chance
Still I took it here
Manage pride but I see it clear strategize I'm a engineer
Pick a side gotta keep it there switchin' up ***** lookin' weird
I got the key to the city I got a hoe that's saddity
Talk to that ***** in Swahili tattoo my name in graffiti
Wack at your hood in graffiti come through your hood on the weekly
None of ya'll ****** can see me none of ya'll ****** can see me
Tappin in' said they'd wait for it
Tell the streets a ***** back again
Ridin' round inside the back again
Rollin' flights inside the back again
405 another traffic jam
Improvised another master plan
Sit outside a ***** family pad
Another seven grams inside a sandwich bag
My whole life is like a balance act
People's champ but could you handle that
I pull up inside the black on black
And park this big ass Benz inside the handicap
What I done they can't imagine that
One of one it's like a magic trick
Matter fact it's like a lotto pick
That's why I gotta talk a lot of ****
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