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I was to broke I can never go bacc
I really ain't eat till I flip me that pacc
It was them nights we was stucc in the trap
Like do it get better been fadin to blacc
Off deadyz I'm smacced
We spinnin
N
Spinnin
New opps
New paccs
Like nigga get bacc (Get bacc)
We spinnin
N
Spinnin
New opps
New paccs
Like why would you lacc
At the bottom you wouldn't believe it
Too many hating don't want me to be it
Got the bag I was broke now I'm cheesin
Take my shit straight to the jeweler and freeze it
Can't believe it
Opp ran told me chill when I seen him
Gotta watch how you talk to a demon
He was dissin my dead now we sent you to meet him
I'm the devil on all of them rides
Told em keep on that vest imma flocc at ya mind
Better off pickin a side
Might die in the middle
Ahead of your time
Like magicc you staying w yours
Now nigga you know that im staying w mine
Like magicc you bangin fa yours
If he try to run up he get laid on his spine
Niggas askin Like how he got hit
Idk he a opp if he ain't one of mine
That's another dead opp in a spliff
If I call you my opp we gon spin a the time
I need my 30s I'm stressed
And I'm jaccin it now niggas know I'm the best
Big Cs know I bang to the left
And I'm on to the next can't stress for a ex
I want the paper I need it
If he try to take something imma up it and leave him
Promise to god imma squeeze it
Heard he dissin my brother it's up when I see him
They only gon hate when you winnin
Run it up that's a hell of a feelin
They gon talk but you better not listen
You ain't gang you ain't bro you ain't been on a mission
I was to broke I can never go bacc