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Turned 7 to 28, on moms dinner plate Out of state, fake like some plate
And all I had was fake, made it past verse 48
No witness for the state, first piece sold 38
My hands used to shake, old friends that turned snake
And can't catch a break, still loving, no hate
No most can relate, few bodies made cold case
My soul need a break, new watch with old face
My soul need a break, from whipping up this Soft yay
With hartly, no heartbreak, real talk can't keep a hoe off me
I'm saucy, 4 & a half and 3 bands, it cost me I hardly
Talk yay, but sometimes my heart be
Deep up in a trap, and I gotta get it back
I use to hand, my daddy packs, told him better bring it back
Don't confuse us with no rap, all real, all facts
I was deep in the trap, bad bitch seat back
Ain't no reason to rap, cause the fiends need a smack
Down Norma's three stacks, watching hoes make it clap
And she fat, throw some stacks but I ain't even spend no scratch
And she fat, throw some stacks but I ain't even spend no scratch
White up on the table, white up, white up on the table
I'm my brother's keeper, nigga, ain't no fuckin' Cain and ' Abel
I will rock you in that cradle, take a shot if I am able
To put food up on that table, was a demon for them peso's
But my granny seen a halo, I'm a thuggin' in Oswego
Stackin' chips like it's Legos, I'm a don, you is fredo
I'm rock solid, you are play-doh, got the sauce
Call it prego, I'm the boss, make the payroll
You will starve, if I say so, body work, call it make-o
Call your shooter Lil' Wayne, though, he will never let that drake go
But you niggas gang, gang, don't make a hoe, cook Alfredo
I put dick in a navel, cause I come from the gravel
Opps mean gravel, seen a judge drop the gavel
Hit my youngin' with a handful, seen his mama lose her mind
'Cause her son doin' time, cause he ain't drop a dime
All facts and these rhymes, I recall from my mind
Hope you niggas hit rewind
Thanks for watching