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(Zier Beats)
Now, i hold up my Rollie
Fatt, Fatt
Fatt, Fatt, Fatt
Super dark soda, super high and focused
Yeah, I love my pill, I love my grind
Can't let you stop my motion
Don't come 'round, actin' like you know me
Really, yo ass just nosy
Yeah, remember the hoe use to call me "a brokey"
Now, i hold up my Rollie
Yeah, if I ain't making no money I'm sober
A hundred K stuffed in my sofa (On, God)
Yeah, I seen and she told me she want me
I told her "I'm already focused"
Yeah, i pop my percs and get depressed
I feel this shit in my chest (In my chest)
Yeah, I gotta water on my neck, I'm geeked up off X (Off X)
Yeah, my grandma told me that "I'm blessed"
Ke Money said "I'm next" (On God)
Love my drugs, I love my blick (Yeah)
I pour mud when I feel sick
You rappin' my pain, you stealin' my shit
You said my name you made my list (Yeah)
I'm buyin' his brain, he dropping' a diss
Bitch, you know i got aim, and lil' Casey don't miss
Nigga speak on my name, and they hate that I'm rich
Yeah, I can't describe how you make me feel (Feel)
I start letting off rounds don't take me serious (Serious)
I lost my mind, no I can't be still (Still)
Drop thirty some thousand, on my grill (Grill)
'Fore take that hoe down, let me take my pill
Shoot a hundred some 'rounds, on the day we see him (See him)
How I feel about you, you got no idea
Ima pay my lil brother, he get him a kill (Kill)
Found out you was lying, I thought you was real
You know you did, I still die real
We gon' gun that boy down, now you shit diarrhea
Said that "I'm lying" bitch I don't care
My bro do lines, I pop my pills
And I don't just rhyme, I rap how I live
I already died inside, how I feel
It's time to go slide, this shit getting real (Gettin' real)
Grab yo gun, we gon' go on a drill
Ima kick down the door, lil bro you go in
Aim for the dome, don't let his ass live
I'm shootin' right after, I'm comin' behind ya
I'm sendin' my smackers, they comin' to find ya
We go drop a opp, and we all getting higher
I'm stayin' smilin' but really I'm tired (Yeah)
Super dark soda, super high and focused
Yeah, I love my pill, I love my grind
Can't let you stop my motion (Fatt, Yeah)
Don't come round acting like you know me (Know me)
Really yo ass just nosy (Nosy)
Yeah, remember the hoe use to call me "a brokey" (Brokey)
Now, i hold up my Rollie (Now, i hold up my Rollie)
Yeah, if I ain't making no money I'm sober
A hundred K stuffed in my sofa (Sofa)
Yeah, I seen and she told me she want me
I told her "I'm already focus" (I'm already focused)
Yeah, i pop my percs and get depressed
I feel this shit in my chest (Chest)
Yeah, I gotta water on my neck, I'm geeked up off X (Off X)