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(Ayy, yes, ayy-ayy)
(Y'all niggas, you're on a mission)
(Y'all niggas, you're on a business)
(Ayy, yes, ayy-ayy)
(Baby boys, boys)
If they gave pay for being real, my nigga, I would be rich
I put pain in all them sales, they said I wouldn't be shit
Momma told me I'll prevail, I feed the streets with these nicks
My homie tired of the cell, he in the jail for these bricks
These chips, these chicks
I fell in love with the streets, bitch
Won't snitch (ah-ha), plead fifth
Life is a game, I'ma G glitch
G Shit, don't miss
I shot my shot on the beat swish
Take risk, don't trip
They said we won't, then we both did
Old bitch, old shit
Ain't going back to that broke shit (ah-brr)
Throw hit, go Rick
He wanna play, give 'em whole clip (bow-bow-bow)
They watching my life, it's a whole clip
I put in that pain for the whole click
I never switch on the bro's skip
To all them days where we tote grips (ah-ha)
And a nigga ain't fine in the morning
Waking up morning, missing my dawgies (all time)
For them niggas that think they on shit (bow-bow)
Bro' keep clips, he ain't missing no target
How we came from the mud, now we balling
Why I never drop say a young nigga stalling
Tried to sell me some percs, I ain't want it
Working all night, ain't sleep from morning
If they gave pay for being real, my nigga, I would be rich
I put pain in all them sales, they said I wouldn't be shit
Momma told me I'll prevail, I feed the streets with these nicks
My homie tired of the cell, he in the jail for these bricks (brrr)
These chips, these chicks
I fell in love with the streets, bitch
Won't snitch, plead fifth
Life is a game, I'ma G glitch
G Shit, don't miss
I shot my shot on the beat swish (pa-pa)
Take risk, don't trip
They said we won't then we both did
Man, don't get me back on my bullshit (oh)
Riding round with a full clip (ride around)
Water dripping like a faucet (yeah)
'Cause the shit on my neck, it b costing (huh)
I came a long way from this street shit (fuck)
Riding round with my heat, bitch (bow)
Riding round trying cap shit (bow)
Riding round trying wack shit (bow)
No cap bitch (bow...)
They said all this trap shit, run this rap shit (rap shit)
But I ain't never trap, I just wack shit (bow...)
I tried to do scams, it wasn't happening
Card was cracking, plus we always had action (action)
Nigga, I do no chatting (what? No)
Only time you see me chain-snapping (what? Uh-uh)
I mean, no questions I'm asking
My reaction
Fire, fff, like a dragon, bow, huh
Bitch, I'm pistol-packing, ah
Bitch, I keep my ratchet
Welfare once I hang, nigga, I get cracking (nam saying?)
Pull up on that nigga, all in traffic
If they gave pay for being real, my nigga, I would be rich
I put pain in all them sales, they said I wouldn't be shit
Momma told me I'll prevail, I feed the streets with these nicks
My homie tired of the cell, he in the jail for these bricks
These chips, these chicks
I fell in love with the streets, bitch
Won't snitch, plead fifth
Life is a game, I'ma G glitch
G Shit, don't miss
I shot my shot on the beat swish
Take risk, don't trip
They said we won't then we both did
Old bitch
(Don't trip)
(Don't miss, won't snitch)
(You better plead, won't slip)
(Watch out for niggas, they on shit)
(Put in that pain for the whole click)
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