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Yeah, man, come on
We used to be down by ten
Yeah
We used to be down by ten
Now check the score, boy, I knew I was destined to win
It's a whole bunch of losses I took on the chin
I just had to remember that's just how it is
That's just how it go, lil' bro facin' 20, he 20 years old
I'm 25, I done beat up the road
Went from New York to Texas and all the way home
Ayy, I'm from the country
We puttin' hot sauce on a pork chop sandwich
The plug said he gettin' shit in from Cali
So, he payin' shippin' and handlin'
I talked to some people, they told me
"You probably could blow, you just need a lil' management"
Boy, I don't give a fuck 'bout the industry
I'll find a plug and get rich off of cannabis
I don't give a fuck 'bout the industry
I'll work a job as long as my son straight
Bitch, I been him with this music since
Bro used to cook me a beat on a lunch tray
I hate when they act throwed off
That boy wanna crash and his ass down a one-way
Boy, I'm from that dirty-ass South for real
We'll set this bitch off on a Monday
Boy, we'll set this bitch off on a Wednesday
Shit, I tote my dog, and he more like a brother to me
But I'll still pull a Melly if he go against me
White boy, my name ain't Josh
But I keep a Drac' in case they try to get me
And I call lil' Brandon the hula hoop boys 'cause
They like to spin 'round somethin' 'til they dizzy
I just told 'em to vibe 'cause this shit just somethin' to ride to
Bro stood on that same block for some years
Workin' that bitch like a drive-thru
I cut off some people I love
But I still can't believe I'm the person they lied to
I hate lil' buddy always on the 'net talkin'
'Bout he a shark, boy, that fish'll get fried too
Your ass'll die too for thinkin' you Superman
Bro said he moved to the A just to find some new hoes
And start catchin' plays out an Uber van
This bitch get wet as the Hoover Dam
If I up this bitch, I'ma shoot a man
Bitch, I'm from Georgia, deep down South
We grew up on Jeezy and Gucci Mane
As my uncle would say, "On Gucci, man"
We grew up on Friday and Pootie Tang
Used to eat on them oodles of noodle thangs
Leave the hood and come back like a boomerang
Leave the hood and come back like a junkie
Boy, I'm in the spot kickin' shit, call me Mr. Miyagi
Big-ass dick, but I don't play hockey
These .762s take the air out his body
We puttin' hot sauce on a pork chop sandwich
Plug said he gettin' shit in from Cali
So, he payin' shippin' and handlin'
I talked to some people, they told me
"You probably could blow, you just need a lil' management"
I don't give a fuck 'bout the industry
I'll find a plug and get rich off of cannabis