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I took the roof from top of the whip
And I put your freak on top of the hit list
I put a beam on top of the biscuit
I'm pulling lean inside of the mist
I met a plug on the west
Who said he gonna throw me some peas?
I got some guns in my name
I don't gotta pick up them things
I'm flying in with it
Let make example
Level or nothing, I give him a slap
I got more crack for the street
I just ain't know how much weight to get him
I'm probably relaxed on the beach
Louis V. Bottoms and Louis V. Sanders
I got Robbins that's way in the gym
They tell him, shoot what they plays in your can
I could've been distant on the day
But I'm trying to keep my distance from the feds
Plus your phone taps, they got convos
And the message saying in your thread
Why would you write the shit that you said?
You know my life, I live on the edge
If it's on site and that's what he said
I don't think Tyson put a brick on his head
I took the roof from top of the whip
And I put your freak on top of the hit list
I put a beam on top of the biscuit
I'm pulling lean inside of the mist
I met a plug on the west
Who said he gonna throw me some peas?
I got some guns in my name
I don't gotta pick up them things
I'm flying in with it
I know I always wanted this life
For real, I've been dying to live
If I got it on, I ain't tugging my ice
I come with the Robbinses with it
He tried to drill, my shooter was quicker
I swear he gonna die before he get it
He tried to pull up
But I'm shooting a switch at his whip
I run with the nigga that be in the kitchens
So how I' ma miss?
With pigeons, they land in a particular path
If you trying to get it
You might be still in position
I probably could serve you a hat
Remember the times
I was stuffing them bombs in them nickels
And yeah, I was burning the bath
My nigga's family, we ain't a gang
I never had to convert to a flag
I fucked a phone on the side of the bus stop
I took the city outside of the trunk box
I broke a 50 inside of the drug spot
I started winning and
That's when the love stopped
I took the roof from top of the whip
And I put your freak on top of the Hitler's
I put a beam on top of the biscuit
I'm pulling lean inside of the mistletoe
I met a plug on the west
Who said he gonna throw me some peas?
I got some guns in my name
I don't gotta pick up them things
I'm flying in with it
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