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Jarren Benton

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[Demrick:]
It's 4-5-0, hundred pounds in the Tahoe
[?] convo
Headed out to Philly with a milly worth of game like it's
Gilly & Wallo
Tell my driver don't get high nigga, and ride slow
Came a long way from boosting boxes out the back of Gap
Let's get this dirty money then it's back to rap
Droping classic albums back to back, all killed
Whatever God don't take care, just know I will
I keep my eyes peeled, these streets like a minefield
My mind filled with thoughts of getting paper, I can't lie still
I'm high still off that sturdy point and [?] tonight
Got the munchies, eat these beats and feed the appetite
The ghost of me 'gon haunt emcees in the afterlife
'Cause niggas ain't seeing me now, when I grab the mic
Double the price, you know my stock gonna rise
Probably in your favourite rapper's top 5, and I'm not surprised

I'ma spend my life ducking 5-0
Real hustler, make a million off a hot flow
Different bitches, different timezones
Already legendary and I'm not gone

I'ma spend my life ducking 5-0
Real hustler, make a million off a hot flow
Different bitches, different timezones
Already legendary and I'm not gone

[Jarren Benton:]
Yeah, fuck 5-0 my nigga knew blues they call 'em Pill Pressed Pablo
New batch of fentanyl coming in that (es) cargo
No fucks to give, these niggas feel less sorrow
I thank Lord before my [?]
A long way from not having shit to pinching quarters for lunch breaks
I'm good if my daughter and son straight
Get slaughtered in one take
It's torture, niggas [?] when the drum spray
Hop out the 6-tray I just left from over your bitch place
This switchblade got a date with a fucking prick's face
Was alienated, they hate that I made it
I swear that the fucking devil love to pray on your patience
I need all of my coins, ain't gon' let 'em play with my cake
Even if I die tomorrow, nigga pay the estate
I ain't boosting these bitches' ego tell her save up a [?]
If they having a knife party, show away with grenades

[Demrick:]
I'ma spend my life ducking 5-0
Real hustler, make a million off a hot flow
Different bitches, different timezones
Already legendary and I'm not gone

I'ma spend my life ducking 5-0
Real hustler, make a million off a hot flow
Different bitches, different timezones
Already legendary and I'm not gone

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