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(Ozi...)
My bad I wake up and I be posted in the trap
My bad I got all this dope on me, I got this pack
My bad I pulled up all on your side and you get slapped
My bad if my shooters press that work and go attack
My bad all of my money stacked so tall just like Shaq
My bad I can't fuck around with your gang you like crack
My bad Riley pulled up on your side with the mac
My bad I be all about my business just like that yeah
Every loss I had to go and take, I'd do that again
All the things that I did wrong made me who I am
And the struggle was so hard but you can get out you can
And this shit was so damn tough it wasn't part of the plan
I've got the pots and pans
Got a lot of people to scam
I walk in the spot and they know who I am
I've got the red sprite in cup looking just like jam
My dope just like my chain, I got two hundred grams
I used to be so broke now I stack these bands
Popped a couple pills I couldn't even stand
I'm inside the whip, inside of the benz
I'm selling that coke, I'm selling that sand
I popped out on these ops with that new FN
Last night I made five, today I just made ten
I always count up, I'll count up again
We stay in the stu that's the lions den
They said they've got hoes, come and bring em' in
All of my gang got to work, gotta get it out the bin
I do a whole lot of shit, they ain't know where I've been
You talk smack bout the mob, we'll go hit your chin
I've been high for so long, it's just like a binge
I give out these racks, hoe I'm not a stinge
I got lean and weed, not no juice and gin
I play around with her pussy like a violin
Blue diamonds all on my check like dolphin bitch
I blow up the spot, do that often bitch
I pour up the drop, like I'm coughing bitch
You try us you'll end up in a coffin bitch...