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No way Jose

Money running low so shit I got to add up
Serving all these parties tryna get my bands up

Rip my broskis, free my homies

Money running low so shit I got to add up
Serving all these parties tryna get my bands up
Ain't no one I can love, ain't no one I can trust
Only thing that's on my mind is get this cash up
In and out these lanes serving out the astra, shit
I don't stop for askar, I just go faster
Valentino camouflage on the sneaker, shit
All they ever wanted was that 6 litre

And your bitch love it when I go deeper
I just need a slag, yeah, you can keep her
If I hear you got it, then Imma eat yah
Bally on my head, yh, I'm a schemer
Bally on my head, yh, I'm a schemer
Tell all my broskis I just want them free'd up
I lost me my broski, yeah, the realist
Murder on my mind that's how I'm feeling
Murder on my mind that's how I'm feeling
Murder on my mind that's how I'm feeling
I wish I could trade all you fucking rats
Just so I could bring all my bruddas back

Niggas turn shady I can't fuck with that
I can't trust nobody, gotta watch my back
Smoking on this loud man I got the pack
Got that shit on me I can never lack

Money running low so shit I got to add up
Serving all these parties tryna get my bands up
Ain't no one I can love, ain't no one I can trust
Only thing that's on my mind is get this cash up
In and out these lanes serving out the astra, shit
I don't stop for askar, I just go faster
Valentino camouflage on the sneaker, shit
All they ever wanted was that 6 litre

These bitches wanna love me, I don't need their love
I ain't never had it, had to eat that plug
Niggas talking like their gunna feed me slugs
Must of lost your mind, must be smoking star
Well I was always keep their squeezes tucked
In the station we ain't speaking much
No comment gang until they free us up
No comment gang until they free us up

Money running low so shit I got to add up
Serving all these parties tryna get my bands up
Ain't no one I can love, ain't no one I can trust
Only thing that's on my mind is get this cash up
In and out these lanes serving out the astra, shit
I don't stop for askar, I just go faster
Valentino camouflage on the sneaker, shit
All they ever wanted was that 6 litre

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