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I can say [?] you know it's all part of the game
In a way I don't ball out [?] doin' cocaine
My competitor [?] so they was snatchin' a chain
I told that lil' bitch that my motion perpetual, gotta throw [?] I put that on my name, yeah
Down south in an Acura, thinkin' bout range
Those who shootin' be accurate, hit you from ranges
(?) I though I could crank it
In the back of my mind, I still think I'm the same kid
'Cause if you diss me on the low, you know I gotta hit ya'
'Cause if you try me, I'm a treat you like an issue
That magazine guarantee your bitch gon' miss you
My bitch, she rock CELINE, and she know to keep a pistol
It's just a couple things, only reason that I missed ya'
Lil Spike gon' get the rings, I feel like Sonic on a mission
I tell you a lot, but you don't listen
I didn't want the vision
Ridin' round town, downtown Orlando, I'm writin' 'bout division
I told them multiply the facts you gettin', they just listen
I don't give a fuck about all that, subtract it from addition
It came up penny pinching, never waitin' for a pension
Comin' up out them projects, servin' deuces turn to prison sentence
Them niggas move with vengeance, all up in the spot it land us
Dope boy ain't leave no witness, guarantee they let him finish
I know that they falsified him
At 4 or 5 AM
Got flight at 10:30
Shit, you know how my mind racing