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They know I'm a stepper, I move often
Uh (TouchOfTrent be wildin' with it)
They'll leave a knife in your back, that's why I stay on point (oh)
I been runnin' shit so long, I feel it in my joints (uh)
Memphis nigga in California (oh)
My city like the zoo, I just escaped the jungle
I tried to help, but you can't make a nigga have some hunger (I want some more)
All these hoes be comin' back-to-back, I need a woman
Just like my mama, but these bitches come with too much drama
I keep shit one hundred (one hundred)
My gun is Smith & Wess, all black like Donda
I talk, they be listenin', I got one on speaker tech
I put my brothers in position, I do this shit for the family
I got no legs for niggas with no bread, I can't stomach
Leechin'-ass nigga, get from 'round me 'fore I blam him (grrah)
They just let my dog out the slammer (yeah, yeah)
I been on the road, got me tired, Alabama (yeah, yeah)
Always tryna fix some shit 'cause I stay with my hammer
Ask my bitch, "Would you be mad if I get on and hear Rihanna?"
This shit straight out of the basement
I'ma let my hair grow out like old me, I'm goin' back to the basics
I still got family members that owe me, but I ain't even gon' say shit
One of my cousins fucked up, smoked a blunt, his bitch laced it (better watch these hoes, they crazy)
They'll leave a knife in your back, that's why I stay on point (oh)
I been runnin' shit so long, I feel it in my joints (uh)
Memphis nigga in California (oh)
My city like the zoo, I just escaped the jungle
I tried to help, but you can't make a nigga have some hunger (I want some more)
All these hoes be comin' back-to-back, I need a woman
Just like my mama, but these bitches come with too much drama
I keep shit one hundred (one hundred)
My gun is Smith & Wess, all black like Donda
This shit ain't sweet out here in California, 'less you in Calabasas
We get it brackin', young and active, anti-crackin' rats (grrt)
Went from EDD to PPP, now back to taxes
I put that rock in buddy palms when I ain't have to pass it, yeah