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Yo, got to keep it coming in
Magic is amazing
Hey, block
Uh
Nigga
(Keep it real) you ain't nobody 'til you smoke some'
A cold nigga hit they block and make them both run
This ghost gun will turn that little boy into a gold fund
Ask me where I'm from, it's Jayson, nigga, so what?
(Keep it real) you ain't nobody 'til you smoke some'
A cold nigga hit they block and make 'em both run
This ghost gun will turn that little boy into a gold fund
Ask me where I'm from, it's Jayson, nigga, so what?
Hey, mama call me every day that she pay for me
Where I'm from, I'm my mama, bitch, I play for keys
Got this blurb on my waist, bitch, you know it stay with me
I'm poppin' on the internet, bitch, I'm in the streets
It don't matter if the door locked, bitch, we gon' kick though
Free my brother, Moe, we on gang, it's free my big bro
You just have to talk to the police and tell them info
You know you did this, kid, right, you should've yelled a tape
But homie barely 18, he just caught his case
Ever since then, homie, he got his army rank
He got in with the county, got tatted on his face
That's how it goes when you really just from the game
Catch an enemy slippin', that shit on sight
It don't matter, we go smokin', I'm in the stop sign
My homie Burley 18, he just caught life
They just got my lil' homie, this shit not right
(Keep it real) you ain't nobody 'til you smoke some'
A cold nigga hit they block and make them both run
This ghost gun will turn that little boy into a gold fund
Ask me where I'm from, it's Jayson, nigga, so what?
(Keep it real) you ain't nobody 'til you smoke some'
A cold nigga hit they block and make 'em both run
This ghost gun will turn that little boy into a gold fund
Ask me where I'm from, it's Jayson, nigga, so what?
Poppin' on that hot shit, my nigga, you ain't did a thing
Choppa sing, plain laser tag with this green beam
This gun will put your scalp back, call that nigga Mr. Clean
All my niggas masked up, lil' nigga, this ain't Halloween
Get back or get smacked, push a nigga's shit back and get frapped
It's a murder scene for his bitch ass like click-clack
Me versus you, man, that's a mismatch
This 40 knocked the fat up, I chop body with y'all big ass
White chalk and yellow tape, nigga, better play safe
I ain't never got no handout, I just made a way
No sweat up in my name, nigga, go check my resume
Always on go, man, can't no nigga play, been my face
Face of the city, all shit, I guess that's me, huh
I'm that one nigga, that's your nigga wanna be, huh
I'm my nigga's gunners, I don't think you wanna be
But just go and ask my opps, we the reason why they team up
(Keep it real) you ain't nobody 'til you smoke some'
A cold nigga hit they block and make them both run
This ghost gun will turn that little boy into a gold fund
Ask me where I'm from, it's Jayson, nigga, so what?
(Keep it real) you ain't nobody 'til you smoke some'
A cold nigga hit they block and make 'em both run
This ghost gun will turn that little boy into a gold fund
Ask me where I'm from, it's Jayson, nigga, so what?