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Yeah, I just shot a video in nigga, shit crazy, huh?
And I grew up bumping motherfucking D-Block
Styles P, you know I get
That motherfucking Jada,

Damn, against the odds
Finally got a plug, lost the feds, he got
Damn, since I running with the mob
Ain't none but by's, homicides and shooting up niggas cars
What's the point of being a street kicking with the stars
Though the niggas that you really loved locked bars
I was hustling in the day, pulling in the dark
Nigga you ain't got a 'bout me, I swear to God
say I'm real and they say I'm humble
Get money out the hood I'm most comfortable
Play me and I'mma go bucks
Shot a video in the middle of
Real niggas, up?

Know my from Memphis
I used to go out there every summer as a kid, what I mean?
Ride around listening to the O'Jays and

Only thing I to do is loop the beat again
I came back strong Peterson
They to smoke dust so I brought them leaders in
See you at the crossroads that's if we ever meet
School never lets out, a lot of shit you never
Sitting on the mother-load these niggas though
Fell back I can't be around haters
Praying for my downfall', prayers
Then you wonder why I be around ball
these niggas doing the Feds small favors
Yeah, I survived in the
I reside where the strength is, North Memphis

They hollering on these blocks
10 pounds of mid green in my spot
I had a brick in a in the Fiat
Got on a belt watching for speed clocks
You see a road you know you gotta detour
35 in the for a kilo
I'm money on the east shout to B-more
Get these haters out my view so I can see
Clearly, it's clearly not the one they say they is
It's clearly that they not 'bout that life say they live
I ain't a rapping nigga I speak real life
I just beat a case I was facing 10 to
I'm a if I die tonight
Five off this rap shit one off the
Me and did some epic shit
And to you fuck niggas some disrespectful shit

Wassup,
Wassup, wassup,

Yo, hollering CMG, when they see them G's
'Cause see them pounds and they see them keys
And they see this ice and they see V's
But the squeeze on S-I-T-E
I use to dream on one key of that white
Now I have a whole you can see them tonight
If he try some funny I got two Glocks
My man's 'bout to home I got a shoe box for him
told me he thuggin' I played some 2Pac for him
Then I him some work and got a new block for him
they hate when you get it so say that you frontin'
Fuck niggas, die slow, i don't owe nothing
Few that I love that's my weapons and plug
On a graveyard shift tears to blood, what?
Me and Gotti and hood shit
Amigos just hit me said he got some good
Ha ha

Wassup,
Too niggas