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Chief Keef

Telling It All

 

Telling It All

(album: Two Zero One Seven - 2017)


Running to the cheese lil' nigga I ain't fucking round
Them hit-men with me lil' nigga they will hunt you down
Sosa was never 'bout that life how the fuck you sound
Put the red dot on your nose you's a fucking close

I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight
We leave your ass left if you not right
I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight
Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign
And the truck look like a dump cause its sitting tall
Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga ball
Gucci jackets both pockets filled with it all
And these diamonds and my jewelry telling it all

I hit Gucci just to stunt
I just poured me up a cup
I've been in it since a pup
I'm gonna get it wish me luck
We in that tinted car you fucked
Nah in Tunechis voice you trucked
Rolling dope up like a cluck
So much dope it got me stuck
I swear I be high as fuck
In the mall just buying stuff
Ring me up I'm cashin out
Ain't with all that trying stuff
And I got that iron tucked
I just started charging up
Ain't with all the fussing stuff
In that vrrrrm cutting up

I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight
We leave your ass left if you not right
I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight
Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign
And the truck look like a dump cause its sitting tall
Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga ball
Gucci jackets both pockets filled with it all
And these diamonds and my jewelry telling it all

I'm in the diamond, district kicking big shit
Bank roll, on me, popping big shit
Me and the crew, in your city we got big sticks
Big TV, middle toilet I take big shits
I had your bitch, in my office now she dismissed
No attention, especially when she throwing big fits
Forty pointers, and a watch that's that big shit
A couple shows, my pockets fatter than a big bitch
Whole pint, now I gotta take a big piss
Triple A, I always got a-fucking-ssistance
Peter Parker, I always knew I had a sixth sense
And the opps, is always on my fucking hit-list

I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight
We leave your ass left if you not right
I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight
Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign
And the truck look like a dump cause its sitting tall
Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga ball
Gucci jackets both pockets filled with it all
And these diamonds and my jewelry telling it all

done

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