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Hey Jamie, what we on?
Alright
He not
Alright
I don't really know
I don't really know
I don't really know, Mike
This one of us gon' lose our life
I'ma say that name in vain
It's gon' be double L in front of your name
Forever tossin' for the game
Alright, come on
Alright, super slimy
If I sell my soul, I'ma just gonna take it back
Hit Vicky up with Switchy
Still alive, but just not shakin' back
Do five hundred thousand, but I'm not trickin'
'Cause I'ma gonna make it back
We do this shit for fun, he try to run
Say I'ma break his back
Put them killers on his ass
They won't stop until he face the flag
Give a homeless man ten thousand racks
Before I pay for a cat
Be up in the crib playin' my game
But I'm out chasin' hats
I promise he gon' die before I die
Who wanna play the bag?
I'm just a fuckin' rapper who get active
Bro, just face the facts
I had the low on woo and fucked it up
Got mad at flight
I got a meeting for them eons
Fuck out my face, I gotta fight the cats
I love to fight and bought a gun
Ain't nobody tried to fight me yet
Say you wanna die, reach for my chain
And watch your life reset
He talkin' like he crazy
Like his bitch ass ain't from Jollibee
They ain't come through shit for life
I'm forever thankin' God
'Cause I ain't tryna be what life be at
This for every dead member
Jump out, let that lead hit him
He got hair tied with a 29
That's why his head bigger
We got dead house up northwest to east
Turn on that dead nigga
Big jello on my ass, make me move right
'Cause I'm the breadwinner
Keep move on, put some shells in him
Two phones, throwin' gel with him
Broke bounce out, I'ma bail with him
Think straight if I took L's with him
We throw bullets, they go catch the opps
Like that Odell nigga
I really play with pipes, I'm Von the Builder
The way I nail nigga
They two cars back to trail nigga
He 12, I tried to tell nigga
I got so close that when he fell
My dumb ass almost fell with him
I looked at Z-Dot like a brother
'Cause I sat in that cell with him
Bunch of fat ass at my name
That shit ain't go well, did it?
What's that car right there with barely ten?
It look like 12 in it
I slapped a hundred in my Glock
I'm tryna shoot for 12, man
They did him super bad
It look like he got hit with 12 switches
This for every dead member
Jump out, let that lead hit him
He got hair tied with a 29
That's why his head bigger
We got dead house up northwest to east
Turn on that dead nigga
Big jello on my ass, make me move right
'Cause I'm the breadwinner