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(album: Ghetto Gospel - 2019)

You know I had got that, I had got that from my big brother
He told me
It was time, he say, he say, "Gunsmoke"
(I love you, Consent)
He said, "Rod, I ain't playing with no nigga, I-I'ma book him" (The big general said that)
Everybody wanna rap

Lord knows, I get in my zone off that Actavis (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Late at night, we reunite, I feel extravagant (I feel extravagant)
In the middle of the day, I get in my feelings and think about whacking shit (I think about whacking shit)
With my gang, right or wrong, that's that savage shit
Um, pussy nigga heard what I said
Tell that nigga playing with my name
I got ten on his brain, we gon' leave a nigga dead
Turn a nigga weight out of bounds
Throwing weight out of town, I'm still on a nigga's head
Tell a nigga I ain't scared, all they see is red, yeah, yeah

'Fore a nigga even get a chance, I'ma play my hand
Some things I don't understand like, how you hating on another man?
I be tryna ignore it, but I can't, that shit take it all out of me
Niggas that I grew up with got hidden hate, animosity
And you probably didn't feel that way 'til all these hoes started choosing
Niggas know that they wrong for all that hating they be doing
I ain't never been scared of action, nigga, no, ain't no changing me
Way before this rapping, a nigga ain't never play with me
From the streets to the JBC, niggas now it's whatever
I'm with what you with, tell them niggas get off my dick
Niggas bleed how I bleed, but can't move how I move
I put sixty in the street, I want 'em all to rest in peace (Woah, woah)

Lord knows, I get in my zone off that Actavis (Yeah)
Late at night, we reunite, I feel extravagant (Yeah)
In the middle of the day, I get in my feelings and think about whacking shit (I think about whacking shit)
With my gang, right or wrong, that's that savage shit
Um, pussy nigga heard what I said (What up?)
Tell that nigga playing with my name
I got ten on his brain, we gon' leave a nigga dead (We gon' leave a nigga dead)
Turn a nigga weight out of bounds
Throwing weight out of town, I'm still on a nigga's head
Tell a nigga I ain't scared, (I ain't scared) all they see is red, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Nah, for real, yeah
What this is? Gang shit
Nah for real
That's that gang shit
This that bang shit
This that, yeah
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