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Yah,yah
Still, Oddsmokee
I'm most hated 518, Still
They dont like how im so real
Dont give a fuck bout how you feel
I'm eatin still aint got my fill
Call it 5 1 hate cause thats all they do
Mad cause i got their BMs runnin thru
AM to PM they hit my DM (True)
Hit em once, then pass em to my crew
Keep my mind focused on my capital
Run shit, reside in NY capitol
You just talk big sentences all capital
Step to us you know we cap a fool
Dont fuck wit lames stay out my way
Don't put your fingers near my pay
You won't see the light of day
I'll always have the final say
Keep an eye out for the feds
Caught again ill be locked up till im dead
Go out shootin' instead
Paint the boys in blue red
Most hated 518, Still
They don't like how im so real
Dont give a fuck bout how you feel
Eatin, still aint got my fill
Strains be the ultimate
Smoke hit you like a suckerpunch
Fightin not to cough a lung
Champions bud we rolling up
Chick you F, see me and leave
No college but got 2nd degree
Foreign whip up in the streets
Know i always keep it g
Keep my circle free of fakes
No more time to make mistakes
Smash a broad like a car crash
Hit and run before she get the cash
I bag her but she aint got no bag
Only fuck em raw on the rag
Make even good girls turn bad
Think her man mad (Yah yah)
Most hated 518 Still
They don't like how im so real
Dont give a fuck bout how you feel
Eatin, still aint got my fill
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