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Made my own name, nigga, can't be no nobody
Niggas ain't no tools, gotta hate on somebody
Didn't like my bitch titties, bought that hoe a new body
Count hundreds while I shit, nigga, turned it to my new hobby
First I started selling weed, then I started moving crack
Right behind that pawn shop where I met my nigga Black
Right behind that liquor store, just in case I want a snack
20 dollar rock sex, yeah, bitch, you're getting taxed
I ain't even flexing, nigga, grew up with them Mexican niggas
I just really fuck with bitches, I don't really mess with niggas
All my bitches stressing, nigga, gangsta bitch gon' stretch a nigga
Florida bitch gon' say, "It's just something about them Texas niggas"
They just gave my bro 20, all he did was fucking rob
But they hired pedophiles and rapists to go work a job
Sweater sister penetrated, bitches got me fucked up
Just 'cause we're minorities, they act like we don't know nothing
Shit, yeah, cruisin' in this van truck, I don't know where I'm gonna end up
Either you or the Perky's, either way I'm finna mess up
And the money that's in question, guess I really got a festival
Spend it all up on my ventures and the drugs and the pressure now
Enthusiasm and driver's seat 'cause my life is suspended
But I'm in the passenger, I got with me a lethal weapon
Got some 40s in me ridin' with the Smith and Wesson
Hope before my life is ended, I will treat her ass to heaven
Shit, and I know you and you know me, so you know just how it goes
I'm finna ride around with ghosts 'til the end of my damn road
Followin' the moon, feel like I'm losin' my soul
When everything I do, baby, know it helps me grow
And my gang gon' keep it real, yeah, know that we ain't fakin' shit
Real bad addiction, baby, you know there's no breakin' it
This shit is too high maintenance, yeah, I know she hate this shit
But it helps with the pain and shit
And I'll do it 'til I'm painless, goin' through the exchanges
Open all these open pages, hate the way it feels
But I love the way it's tastin', she know I love her too much
Baby, it's heartbreaking
Oh, for real, man, you niggas act like we don't know nothing
It's real niggas doing 25 to life
And y'all got motherfucking child
Malaysia doing fucking 780 months, man (I say)
For cars, for cars, niggas
You niggas can't be acting out for these hoes, niggas
Say, "I'm a real one," they wish latuza was four niggas
Say, "I'm a real one," they wish latuza was gone niggas
Say, "I'm a real one," latuza be with them old niggas
Say, "I'm a real one," latuza was whooping grown niggas
Say, "I'm a real one," latuza ain't got no hoe with him
Angel told my mama she ain't know I was out here doing dirt
AB on a roll but I'm out here selling work
She's still giving lunch money, but I read up on the first
Then she started noticing like, where the hell you get that shirt?
Where the hell you get them shoes?
Where the hell you get them shoes?
Sorry we were going through it, something that I had to do
Had to get that bag mama, stuff for me, stuff for you
When you start getting money, everybody noticed you
(When you start getting money, everybody notice you)
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