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This shit off the dome I won't pick up no pen
Thinking bout the old days nigga free all the men
He keep flashing his iron then I'm taking his gen
I was tryna go spin niggas wasn't tryna bend
Uh huh
Thru all of the L's I done took I done learned me some lessons
Started getting off bags that shit was a blessing
I ain't trusting these niggas they faker than wrestling
Been thumbing thru money shit hurting my wrist
Know imma do me I can't trip bout a bitch
Wouldn't be where I'm at if I didn't take risk
I was peeping the hate niggas thought they was slick
He keep salting my name down
Wasn't with me back then when I'm up don't come around
My youngin a felon don't even got a cap & gown
Use to break down zips now we smoke out a pound
In the past done made some mistakes
My Brodie ain't Kim but he coming with K
Lotta shit in my past I wish I could erase
Tryna better myself but I'm stuck in my old ways
Gotta stand as a man I ain't moving in fear
I'll shed blood before I shed a tear
They say ion listen like ion got ears
This stick like Houdini it'll make you disappear
Niggas keep dissing on us but we one up
I'm high as bitch jamming till the sun up
I was looking for licks me & bro tryna come up
(God damn god damn)
Uh
Know I ride with the men if they wrong or they right
Free all the men they little time slight
Already know about bra don't believe his hype
This shit off the dome I won't pick up no pen
Thinking bout the old days nigga free all the men
He keep flashing his iron then I'm taking his gen
I was tryna go spin niggas wasn't tryna bend
Uh huh
Thru all of the L's I done took I done learned me some lessons
Started getting off bags that shit was a blessing
I ain't trusting these niggas they faker than wrestling
Been thumbing thru money shit hurting my wrist
Know imma do me I can't trip bout a bitch
Wouldn't be where I'm at if I didn't take risk
I was peeping the hate niggas thought they was slick
He keep salting my name down
Wasn't with me back then when I'm up don't come around
My youngin a felon don't even got a cap & gown
Use to break down zips now we smoke out a pound
This shit off the dome I won't pick up no pen
Thinking bout the old days nigga free all the men
He keep flashing his iron then I'm taking his gen
I was tryna go spin niggas wasn't tryna bend
Uh huh
Thru all of the L's I done took I done learned me some lessons
Started getting off bags that shit was a blessing
I ain't trusting these niggas they faker than wrestling
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