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I have been on this bitch
I went away for a minute, I had to do a little time
You can't put your faith in these bitches
'Cause you're gonna end up losing your mind
I could teach you niggas how to ball
Just stay on your grind
And it's still free the gang, fuck the law
And yes, I got the world behind mine
I'll be damned if you a friend of mine
'Cause I ain't into me niggas, I don't know that shit is out of line
I'm getting to it, I ain't never lyin'
If you ain't up, then you down, broke niggas please step aside
I see some shit that have me traumatized
RIP my nigga Porter, cut out for that .45
I had to sign and take a prison ride
I know they wonder how I'm flexing all these bands and I ain't got a drive
I'm self-made, yes, I'm way different
You a ho in disguise, I can't survive around fake niggas
Let's run it up, I brought the gang with me
I'm out here trying to chase a bag, these bitches mad I ain't stayed with them
I went away for a minute, I had to do a little time
You can't put your faith in these bitches
'Cause you're gonna end up losing your mind
I could teach you niggas how to ball
Just stay on your grind
And it's still free the gang, fuck the law
And yes, I got the world behind mine
And you won't catch me 'round no lame bitches
I'm thugging in my own lane, niggas (ay, yeah)
I'd kill a nigga, do the time if he ever tried to play with me
Free Lil Mac, you know he stayed with me
I'm lane-changing, bitch, I stay dangerous
Bag-chasing so my chain swingin'
Gangbanging, bitch, I'm hood famous
Ooh, I'm popping it
Dripping little bitches, a lot of it
Ooh, I'm the flyest crip
Bobby, taking off like a rocket ship
Maison Margiela just to walk like this
Hey, I'm popping it
I went away for a minute, I had to do a little time
You can't put your faith in these bitches
'Cause you're gonna end up losing your mind
I could teach you niggas how to ball
Just stay on your grind
And it's still free the gang, fuck the law
And yes, I got the world behind mine
Behind mine
I got the world behind mine