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(??? beats)
Check this, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-uh
These bitch ass niggas gon' respect this

She say, "I see that you barely sleep
And I know you be up, protectin' me"

Uh, this ain't no return of no Makaveli, this Goldie, bitch
Now, I'ma tell you I'ma Mac for life, I fuck over shit
If I'ma do it, then I'ma do it right, on some soldier shit
All black GNikes, shirt on my face, run out, I'm down to fold a bitch

Nigga, I'll tell you, my momma first one put a bandana around my head
You niggas some hoes and pussy and couldn't come 'round where I was raised at
Me and 3Three was burglarizing as a child, that's how we played that
We ain't have no friends, after the end, we breakin' in they place, yeah
I'm with that shit, they all fake
Go ask my momma, I don't play
I shot that boy that same day
Monique cleaned blood from off my Js
Want beef with me, best have some Ks
Bro swang this Drac' across your face
I pop these pills to heal my pain
This shit so real that I'm insane

She say, "I see that you barely sleep
And I know you be up, protectin' me"

And it's okay, 'cause I got guards inside the backyard
And the front yard, 'case they play
Bitch, you gon' die inside of this yard, we gon' drag you to your grave
House arrest bracelet on my leg, well, bitch, I still got me a K
When it go down, I'm gon' run down right where it's heat inside this place
And spray around at all you bitch niggas
No, you can't kill me, I got my children inside this bitch with me
I'm too official, ain't puttin' my life in hands inside security
They just my cover-up, just for the time I fuckin' kill you, bitch

I heard the streets watchin', big knots in my pockets, fuck with me
Bitch, I put this bag on top anybody
I heard the Feds watchin', think they got me, but can't stop me
Put them pills inside my body, movin' with my groovy body

This shit fucked up, that's my girl and her family ain't got no love
Hold on, this shit fucked up
This ain't about her
That's my family, my own family ain't got no love
Man, I'm fucked up

Fuck all these bitches, fuck all you hoes
I say, "I am a rich nigga, I am so gone"
I say, "I know your love fake, so please leave me 'lone"

I say, "I will have your back 'til you leave from 'round me"

'Cause I say, "I see that you barely sleep
And I know you be up, protectin' me"

Uh, this ain't no return of no Makaveli, this Goldie, bitch
Now, I'ma tell you I'ma Mac for life, I fuck over shit
If I'ma do it then I'ma do it right, on some soldier shit
All black GNikes, shirt on my face, run out, I'm down to fold a bitch

Ain't no return of no Makaveli, this Goldie, bitch

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