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(album: Jupiter - 2020)


Uh
And the truth is we can play it however you wanna play it
Have him come through where you stay at for all that shit you been saying
Nigga, I was born thugging, been caught in some wars for it
Been [?] from it, this pain, know it's more coming
Them shots just gon' get to sending, you bitch-ass niggas ain't living
They hate that I had to do it, respect me, bitch, 'cause I did it
Say I made it, ain't nothing different, my niggas up in position
I'm a savage, baby, I'm thugging and dying just how I'm living

Uh
Got me fucked up, think I'ma spare something
They took my uncle from me, bitch, so I won't spare nothing
This Glock on me and you know it, they hate the fact that we blowing
This money came in a hurry, but ain't what tore shit apart
You pussies been hating on a nigga from the start
You hate that it came to light what you was doing in the dark
Bitch nigga, don't get caught lacking with that bitch, nigga
Send hits, nigga that's what you do when you a rich nigga (Ayy)
Last time I checked, bitch, we them niggas run the city
And whoever run into me then they know best not to tempt me
'Cause I don't know who to trust, got Obama in this world
With this Glock on my lap like I wish a nigga would (Let's do it)
I hope you ready to die for this shit
'Cause you gon' die for that shit, and you know it
So don't play with me, 1-9, that's like my twin, Big Money stay with me
With a bunch of RBE niggas who gon' die or catch a case for me
So I could give a fuck 'bout what you heard about me
Nigga, ain't no snitch niggas or no nerd around me
Society gave me anxiety and anxiety made me do drugs
And I had a lot of love 'til niggas showed me not to love
Back against the wall, what you gon' do?
Shit, all my opps been cliquing up, but still ain't gon' shoot
Rather I rap it or I sing it, you can't feel this shit I go through
Right now, I'm in the house all by myself recording on Pro Tools
Back against the wall, bitch, I'm gon' shoot
Made a lot of niggas rich and they turned hoes, too
Give a nigga the game and watch him try and play you
But when they coming to bust yo' brain, nigga, can't nobody save you

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