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I really hate shots, shots, shots, shots
Pray the feds don't sweep
I hope the J's don't
I hate to tell the truth but the pain came permanent
Either of the two made me evil or it humbled me
Nothing ain't the same, we having different thoughts
Ay seven in the morning lobby full of frauds
Tried to keep em all happy, it was getting hard
I really got some mob ties and I can't even draw
Don't judge, you better get to know me
She like to stand in 10 but she don't know Ginobili
Even though this water on me, baby girl it's your beach
Ignore her texts, she thought I was Mo3
Same niggas talking bout me
Bet them niggas on me
The opps so broke, all they talk is nonsense
Paid features, let it fall in Onyx
Ay took her out of the country to another country
Ay shit so hard to deal with, so my struggle concrete
Even though I got these blue faces, I'm still on beat
Every day cost, I got niggas ain't nonfree
Far away from home, sprinter vans with AR's
My future bright but if you try me throw it all away like A Rodgers
Star life, one of me and it's like eight models
To my niggas and they gone for life, he ain't
I really hate shots, shots, shots, shots
Pray the feds don't sweep
I hope the J's don't
I hate to tell the truth but the pain came permanent
Either of the two made me evil or it humbled me (Forreal)
Nothing ain't the same, we having different thoughts (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ay seven in the morning lobby full of frauds
Still feeling like the ghetto kid but nothing less
Stood on the corner, big ole 40 they won't catch me lacking
It's tit for tat where I be at, it's 30 on me active
This bitch ain't clean body for body
Osama bout that action
Been ready for war desert eagle up under my mattress
I'm not just rapping, I'm not
Stop all that capping, I know they be yapping
Broad day we be clapping
Get at me, like
One call, get them gone
Make a song about it so tragic
Chain on, Rolley on, bust down, feeling fantastic
Came a long way from sleeping in the trap
No cap, no cap
It ain't no love when you start making racks
No cap, no cap
Baby this shit five star you know where you at?
She say somewhere off the map, I told her yeah them facts
Yeah, yeah
I hate to tell the truth but the pain came permanent
Speak on my name, a nigga know it's an emergency
Any day I trade the fame for the currency
And I remain the same till the day that they bury me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
I really hate shots, shots, shots, shots
Pray the feds don't sweep
I hope the J's don't
I hate to tell the truth but the pain came permanent
Either of the two made me evil or it humbled me
Nothing ain't the same, we having different thoughts
Ay seven in the morning lobby full of frauds