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J-A-A-H-S-L-T
B- is mad at me, cause I don't never give a damn
I done moved up b-, I ain't comin' for a gram
N-, put it on your life, you ain't scared to lose your life
Almost died a couple times, but I never think twice
Came straight from the south, so I don't never like ice
I don't f- with no love, so I never want a wife
I don't got no hoes, trynna f- on Ruby Rose
Should've cuffed and I ain't even trynna hoe me
Ooh, b- we goin' crazy, I ain't trynna die, but I'm goin' kamikaze
Suicidal thoughts, got me feelin' like I'm Biggie
I don't wanna go to hell, f- the devil, he can see me
I'm excommunicated even though I pray to God
I don't got no religion, mama think it's kinda odd
I be laughin' at these n- who be flexin' all these rods
Like ha-ha-ha-ha-ha b-
Turned 18 had to get a couple sticks
Move too smart, so I'll never be a lick
Cut a n- up SLT slit, what you know about that?
Huh, n-, not sh-
I need a bad b- who ain't gonna stress sh-, so when I'm on the game, don't blow my sh-
I don't got a lot of time, trynna spend it with a dime
Even when I'm with an eight, I'm like, damn I'm fine
I be breakin' all the quotas and I'm cold like Minnesota
I ain't never been a b- walkin' round in Carolina
N- actin' real tough talkin' round, but they be lyin'
Hoes talkin' big sh-, walls great like China
97 on my feet, but I'm Y2k
B- I'm livin' real life, not fake, 2K
Shoot a n- one time, goddamn, good day
Then, I'll pass it off to Eman, got hoes on the way, huh
I'm hittin' b- that you beatin' to
I'm gettin' b- that won't peek at you
I just popped me a perc, I'm finna' put her a- to work
And I don't even gotta take her on an interview
Yeah girl, I'm kinda into you, you got a couple n- missin' you
Them be the same n- dissin' me
I'm flippin packs, makin' sh- disappear like a mystery
Can't sleep, Xans, put me out my misery
Couple fake n- askin' bout' my history
Chains wet team, lookin' hella slippery
I don't move without my stick I'll be jittery
I flipped a pack, I'm finna spend it on bae