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Politics

 

Politics

(album: Loyalty Over Royalty - 2021)


Gang, look

I said, "Fuck all the politics," uh
There ain't no scholarships
Me and my niggas robbing shit, clapping shit
Niggas dropping shit, uh
I tell 'em, "Spin back," uh
This ain't no diss track, look
But I got a big bag
I tell my hitters, "Go hit that," look

What's that? Gossip, uh
See him in person, they not with the problems
I need profits
All of my bitches, they dress in designer
I can't stop it, uh
They feeling my bop and they know that I'm popping
If there's beef
Pass me the grip and I'm busting the rocket, ayy

SSO and that's to my day go
She know I'm lit, fuego
I stay on the block like LEGO, uh
Fuck that, what's that?
I'm calling a blitz, better rush that
Touch that, trust that
I shoot first, I don't bust back, look
Huh, and we getting busy, nigga, uh
I run the city, nigga, uh
I'm feeling gritty, nigga, look
Us, us, huh, never them
It's a hundred niggas that I'm better than
Got the pack, tell 'em, "Send it in" (Gang)

I said, "Fuck all the politics," uh
There ain't no scholarships
Me and my niggas robbing shit, clapping shit
Niggas dropping shit, uh
I tell 'em, "Spin back," uh
This ain't no diss track, look
But I got a big bag
I tell my hitters, "Go hit that," look

What's that? Gossip, uh
See him in person, they not with the problems
I need profits
All of my bitches, they dress in designer
I can't stop it, uh
They feeling my bop and they know that I'm popping
If there's beef
Pass me the grip and I'm busting the rocket, ayy

And we getting busy, nigga, uh
I run the city, nigga, uh
I'm feeling gritty, nigga, look
Us, us, huh, never them
It's a hundred niggas that I'm better than
Got the pack, tell 'em, "Send it in," gang
Gang
Gang

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