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Look my cousin used to bootleg
CD's right outside of the DC
That bug never got to me bitch
But I was intrigued
Poppin the trunk
Ho let's make a deal
Negotiation this dollar's a must
Know you wanna see it that's the reason you walkin to us
We got what you need lil nigga
We make the "block bust" fuck a century lil nigga
It's called a crop dust way we growin trees lil nigga
That was never me though
I was just instructed don't do nothin look out the window
Bitch I get too bored doin that shit
Hopped out the front and asked my cousin why we posted that bitch
He ain't wanna say it cause truthfully it wasn't my business
But I'm like shit
I'm already here
So you might as well spill it
He said look
This bust down ain't really come from me just doin bus routes
This stick that's on my hip is not equipment for no dugouts
I know you just a kid but I can see you growin up now
So ima let you know now, you always gotta
Look out for the birds out here
Sun down finna lurk out here
Got the trunk full a shit like a scandal
In the cut know the shit get handled
Look out for the birds out here
Sun down finna lurk out here
Got the trunk full a shit like a scandal
In the cut know the shit get handled
I used to live in the west of the valley
In a blue collar ghetto
With dope fiends outside of my crib loosing they dental
I asked my momma how could you be high at the but of the barrel
She told me it feel like heaven when you walk to the devil
A wise woman she do anything to get through the week
Prayin that EBT hittin if not we eatin our sleep
That woman many things but I got hollow points for anyone calling her weak
But I was young and tired of being a mouse eating government cheese
I need money to breathe
And right down the street
My potnas to be
Was friendly to fiends