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(álbum: Under Investigation 2 - 2019)


You know
I'm on a whole different level now, like
My bag bigger, you know everything bigger, you know

Beef with the niggas 'round the corner, it ain't mean nothing
Remember when we used to tell the police we ain't seen nothing
Niggas see us now, they go to fake clutching and mean mugging
Slide a nigga block like a wet floor, we tryna clean something
Mama said there'd be days like this, we used to dream of it
Who else done knew that I'd be paid like this? I never seen it coming
I'm so stuck in my ways like this, I know nobody love me
A lot of pussy niggas made the list 'cause they thought shit was funny
Think it's a game, we prove a point and kill a crash dummy
And yeah, I mean to act like this, I never had nothing
My P's and Q's, I stick and move, I had a bag on me
Play by the rules or you gon' lose just like your last homie

Riding 'round, top down, sliding through an opp town
Jewelry on, iced out, bad bitch, pipe down
Packs in, get 'em out, racks in, big amount
I done made my mama proud, looking for a bigger house

Bitch, what? Stop playing, found you, get bammed
I been sipping kickstand, she suck dick with no hands
I know he a big fan, turn his homie to a lamb
Weed strong, handyman, I look like I'm from Japan
I can make my dollars dance, turn the lights off
Like JEA, bitch, we don't play, we knock a nigga lights off
Spin a nigga block today, we tryna knock his top off
She say pull up, I'm on the way, I got to get my rocks off
I'm dripping like hot sauce, don't ask what my socks cost
Cut the middle man off and I turned to the big boss
All I do is shit talk, you cut off, it's your friends fault
Now I'm having Benz talk, pull off and I skrrt off

Riding 'round, top down, sliding through an opp town
Jewelry on, iced out, bad bitch, pipe down
Packs in, get 'em out, racks in, big amount
I done made my mama proud, looking for a bigger house
Riding 'round, top down, sliding through an opp town
Jewelry on, iced out, bad bitch, pipe down
Packs in, get 'em out, racks in, big amount
I done made my mama proud, looking for a bigger house
Riding 'round, top down, sliding through an opp town
Jewelry on, iced out, bad bitch, pipe down
Packs in, get 'em out, racks in, big amount
I done made my mama proud, looking for a bigger house

feito

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