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Never took time off, I just got mine off
Found out what the shine cost and started breaking nines off
You could get indicted for the song you got signed off
Nah, that ain't water weight, it's already dried off
Raw sits under the faucet, behind the pine sol
See my fiends come and call them out like a fly ball
They been tryna smoke seven like Skyfall
Bricks came with a little yellow like the nine ball
Hundred dollar eight balls, soup kitchen cake boss
Treat you like a day one, I'm A1, Steak sauce
Shake hands you can break dance on what I break off
These blocks always do the numbers like a Drake song
Homie had the game wrong
Homie got his shit split
Thought he hit a quick lick
They buried him in his Kith fit
Dig this, it's the mister walking with the brick wrist
Pigs sit patient hoping they can catch a big fish
Hopin' they can catch a big fish
Big fish, big fish, big fish, big fish, biotch
Big fish, your bitch wanna blow me for real
So if my zipper get stuck then there's no need to chill
Go home
You niggas don't know me for real
I got a brick the same color as O.T. The Real
Chrome heat concealed, dope weed and creels
You pussy, you an op that has no need to kill
I told three major labels, I'm cozy in the field
So the plug told me what I don't need is a deal
O.D. over opening codeine with the seal
Powder, Grammy's and protein on the grill
Don't eat the meal, what they throw me is the bill
You know what's sold is they throw me on the pill
You phony and you rollie isn't real, show me
Me and O.T., Kobe and Shaquille
Low key, bullets big as a trophy in the steel
I'm lonely on the drill, imma hustler
I shove a whole O.Z. in the pill
Talk to me
38 Spesh on the soundtrack