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Can I be for real this is how i feel
I'm in need of love lets dip up out of here (Ok)
Oh your just my type everything so white and I just wanna chill
What up in there boy (Shit)
Aye check this out, check this out
Slidin' with this chop I just made it to the league (Ay)
Whole team wearin' jerseys we gon' put em on a tee (On a white)
I just pull up and I spark shit I ain't tryna beef (No beef)
Prolly why they don't want static cause with me I make it breathe (Short)
I'm in need of love lets dip up out of here (Ok)
Oh your just my type everything so white and I just wanna chill
What up in there boy (Shit)
Aye check this out, check this out
Slidin' with this chop I just made it to the league (Ay)
Whole team wearin' jerseys we gon' put em on a tee (On a white)
I just pull up and I spark shit I ain't tryna beef (No beef)
Prolly why they don't want static cause with me I make it breathe (Short)
Bro missin' with the pole, told cutty pass the rock (Pass that shit)
I was jumpin' for the net ain't no one was finna block
Cops come and check the store final shot before the clock (Boom)
Buzzer beater for my team told police to do the chop (Boom)
They be speaking like they know me but they don't know who I am
Wish I had more powers, get my brothers out the jam (Lil bitch)
Down back when I remember I touched my first band (One band)
And now I touch so much I got them thinkin' that I scam (Sit boy)
But brothers had to eat, we was broke breakin' crumbs
I don't care about my health blowing pack to my lungs
I ain't trippin' on no death worry bout it when it comes (On god)
Got the 30 and a lazer know my brother got the drum aye
(On god)
On god it don't feel right cutty talkin' to the feds
In his head he feel bright, and he made the wrong choice
On the hood that's not right
I be dealin' with this pains put the lines in my sprite (Ay)
Oh wait maybe in the faygo
I don't care about my health blowing pack to my lungs
I ain't trippin' on no death worry bout it when it comes (On god)
Got the 30 and a lazer know my brother got the drum aye
(On god)
On god it don't feel right cutty talkin' to the feds
In his head he feel bright, and he made the wrong choice
On the hood that's not right
I be dealin' with this pains put the lines in my sprite (Ay)
Oh wait maybe in the faygo
Killers in the woods like they go go Diego
Anybody killer like im soilder with the draco
With pesos any bitch they doin' what you say so
Don't get it wrong I be lookin' for the bitch
But any hoe i'm with already turn into a tric (Bitch)
I can't kick it with no sucker if he nervious he gon' snitch (Rat)
Long nights in the booth pray to god we get rich aye
Non' more non' less aye {?} If he really tryna test (Fat)
Take his queen in the night got me feelin' like his chest
Put my life into this music so I can be the best on gang (On God)
Wait a minute the way you move that you got my heart
Anybody killer like im soilder with the draco
With pesos any bitch they doin' what you say so
Don't get it wrong I be lookin' for the bitch
But any hoe i'm with already turn into a tric (Bitch)
I can't kick it with no sucker if he nervious he gon' snitch (Rat)
Long nights in the booth pray to god we get rich aye
Non' more non' less aye {?} If he really tryna test (Fat)
Take his queen in the night got me feelin' like his chest
Put my life into this music so I can be the best on gang (On God)
Wait a minute the way you move that you got my heart
And a minute I just wanna be with you tonight
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