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Hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
Oh, I-I (Turn me up, here you go)
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This murder shit not new to us, it must be new to them
They plotting, tryna take off bruh, we gon' take two of them
Looks like that dissing in 'em songs now got your brother killed
Not even a million bucks could change the way your mother feel
Time for the change, don't even have a clue, like, "Where it started?" (That scar)
I'm way in Utah with lil' shawty tryna heal my heart (Heart)
I swear that love shit got me traumatized, I'm stuck with symptoms in this side (Play my cards)
I'm all alone with all this fuck shit on my mind, but still I play my cards (Grah)

Blood can't make us no close, so that's why I chose to bang the Loc
Got all this drank in my soda 'cause I don't feel pain when I be sober
Can't trust no one, they backdoor
Come through the time for them to gun, so we came outta here, folks
Ready to do time behind this government shit 'cause dawg can't no more
That's for my dawg that's sending shots, just hit me up at the gas station
And if it was, that was my fault 'cause I was too busy ass chasing (Yeah)
Fifty-round drum, no rich to men, don't make a fashion statement
You want a lick 'cause I'm that one crushing on action jaked (Yeah)
Live by the gun, die by the sword, shit, I been less than lately
Not like these niggas, I know killers come and scar for taking
I ain't see grandad since I was lil', now he down in the pavement
Fuck what I'm on, fuck how they feel, know I'm destined for greatness
Done got my dad inside the field (Yeah), he was really eight training
No dollar bill could make me switch up, I ain't never trading
Been keeping it thrill, I'm popping pills to keep my brain from straightening
Like, "Fuck the talk", let's empty clips, we ain't do no more explaining

This murder shit not new to us, it must be new to them
They plotting, tryna take off bruh, we gon' take two of them
Looks like that dissing in 'em songs now got your brother killed
Not even a million bucks could change the way your mother feel
Time for the change, don't even have a clue, like, "Where it started?" (That scar)
I'm way in Utah with lil' shawty tryna heal my heart (Heart)
I swear that love shit got me traumatized, I'm stuck with symptoms in this side (Play my cards)
I'm all alone with all this fuck shit on my mind, but still I play my cards (Grah)

Tryna build the bond with my father 'cause for so long I kept my distance
But now I'm old, done realized when he was forty, went to prison
All my oppositions, I know I can't let these fuck niggas trick me
I'm paranoid, but still can't panic, I go up with the Glizzy
I spill my blood, sweat the tears all on this rag, I had to hang it out
Timmy told me 'fore he go back and shit he gon' bang it out
Kill or be killed, last nigga tried, shit, he stanking now
We hit they block up with them switches, ain't no hanging out
This for my dawg locked in the system never getting out
I can't never trip 'bout the life I'm living 'cause it's written down
Year 2020, watch the million leave my bank account
Ten thousand to lil' Pluto lawyer, boy, that ain't no cap
I feel like my career is over, but I'm in love with rap
Stick around that O from out the blender fresh from out the trap
It's like my heart filled up with splinters when I think 'bout rounds
Been slanging iron, ain't no beginner standing on lap

This murder shit not new to us, it must be new to them
They plotting, tryna take off bruh, we gon' take two of them
Looks like that dissing in 'em songs now got your brother killed
Not even a million bucks could change the way your mother feel
Time for the change, don't even have a clue, like, "Where it started?" (That scar)
I'm way in Utah with lil' shawty tryna heal my heart (Heart)
I swear that love shit got me traumatized, I'm stuck with symptoms in this side (Play my cards)
I'm all alone with all this fuck shit on my mind, but still I play my cards (Grah)

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