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(álbum: Web Life 3 - 2020)


Warn all the lil' kids at home not try this shit
That's one reason they alone that I'm opposite
From all these motherfucking clones tryna copy shit
You cannot come around where I roam you get shot and shit
It was just me there all alone with no pot to piss
Made me think everybody around 'cause of my accomplishments
All my opps anonymous, ain't with that name dropping shit
But it's up it's obvious, You know that we ain't squashing shit
Roll with three keys on I-10 when I was young
But we didn't know about the bricks 'til the end of the trip 'cause we was pawns
Fell in love with busting triggers we started with BB guns
Showing love to all my niggas we all we got were we come from
'Cause all we ever had was our block and the rocks that we slung
And the junkies that took care of us and yelled when the people come

Fuck 12, first number I was taught to hate
Your daddy go to jail and that cycle gon' be hard to break
These niggas gon' tell knew that shit before First 48
One of my lil' dawgs caught a case and ratted took my heart away
That shit crazy
I been on them Addys, focused all the way, stacking daily
Only time I'm taking drugs to keep me up while I be paper chasing
And my backwood fat rolling up, whole lot of exotic flavors
Running up that sack and bring it home because I'm obligated
Not friendly, no conversation unless you 'bout to pay me
Can I live I'm in too deep free the project baby

Hope I'm in they nightmares when they sleep on me
How the hell I'm gon' get stepped on, bet no bitch won't put their feet on me
Still riding around in that 3 like 50 rounds on me
I had to add a large amount, my people counting on me
Real niggas counting on me (Don't let us down, Lu)
Don't change up like these other rappers we got our eye on you
'Cause you the best poetic activist around Lu
So keep your fire on you don't let no nigga die on you
Been royal purple baby they should crown you
Back then they used to clown you, money long as a clown shoe
Tell that hoe to toot that ass up just let me pound you
After that I put that ass out right where I found you
Blew that boy brains, broad day, the whole town knew
Crawl down your boulevard on all eight and we surround you
Casey put silence on his K, now it's sound proof
I just took a plane to that bay to get them pounds through

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