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Get down n*gga
Elbows to the damn floor
POP
Man they still shooting in they sunday best clothes
POP
Man they leave your body in the hood you rep for
Levitated spirit and your body laying dead cold
Now the block, your n*ggas all revengeful
Younger basquait I paint a picture with these rap flows
They got the dracos
Looking for the same folk
That shot like 8 bullets till your brain had a asshole
Scot Pimpin, hope my god riddance
All my oppsition, fuck it my O missing
Welcome to mind prison
Watch ain't tok tiking
Four door garage living
Johnny ain't cochraning
He's devils advocate and get your shooters bail
On the way to god's place, you just open up the gates
Got your momma down safe
Lil scottie down safe
Lil sis down safe
I swear it all on your name
SAVE A SPOT FOR ME
SAVE A SPOT FOR ME
SAVE A SPOT FOR ME
SAVE A SPOT FOR ME
Peace to all felons
Poppa died on twenty nine,eleven
I survived in true fashion, ain't no black boy heaven
What you need?
A few lessons, a couple therapy sessions
They was plotting in the backseat of your mclaren
Rap superstar, you took the homies in and showed earth
Bigger than the 4 blocks they livin in
They envious of the money, bitches and the compliments
So arguements commence about some niggas
That you running with
Who i'm running with?
I'm on some sucker shit
Oh now you mad about them niggas i ain't fucking with
AH AH
Get the dust of my collar
Youngest don dada
Don't fuck with my dollar
Now he watch you every move and your interviews
Pop up to your telly with the glock war ready
Would you would you come steady
See he aiming at your dome
Pop it leave your body cold