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Uh-huh
Ayo, it's a real nigga marathon
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yo, uh-huh, uh-huh
Ayy, look, uh-huh
I was in the Beam, tryna get them trees sent to Juma (Uh-huh)
Now I'm in the breeze, tryna get them things sent from Cuba (Yeah)
I'll probably lift the Ruger, spin your block, hit your crew up
Niggas gon' snitch to jurors (You know it)
, Rats gon' handpick the shooters (Aw, man)
I'll have you goin' to another wake (What up, nigga? Uh-huh)
Or your homies wipin' tears off your mother face
I need a block worth a hundred K
Or a spot where the money straight so I can do one a day (Woo)
Yeah, I treat this rap shit like the perfect lick (The perfect lick)
Nigga, my Griselda deal worth a brick (Worth a brick)
Pistol on him 'cause he can't work the stick
The streets made us merciless
There's no turnin' back once you insert the clip (Turnin' back?)
Uh-uh, it's rich or broke, freedom or jail (Freedom or jail)
My man shit, sleep, and eat in a cell (Uh-huh)
We let off biscuits and ballistics come clean up the shells
We made choices and had to pay lawyers
To even the scale (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
True story, you know the pot was glass, knots of cash
Took twenty bands to the jeweler and my watch was half
I make the moves and she count the cash
You heard? It's only right I got the shoes and she got the bag
They want a feature or they came to buy dope off us (What you need?)
This where they come and get they stamp, we like the post office
It ain't no gas in the trap and it ain't no carpet (Check this out)
So we use the microwave to cook and runnin'
Cold water (Fuck you know about that?)
Uh-huh, I only kick it how the hustlers talk (How the hustlers talk)
Yeah, and got receipts for shit a hustler bought (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Me? I really had a brick inside a muscle car
We both got money, only difference is it's blood on ours
All my niggas know is street shit (Street shit)
I'll have my hood blow down the
Precinct (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
And these guns ain't for show (Ain't for show, uh-uh)
Hitters with me everywhere I go (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I'll blow you down, I'll blow you down
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I'll blow you down, I'll blow you down (My name's red, ho)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh