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Boss Blues
I
lost granny I
had to hit the
knees Diamonds on white tees Walk inside the
club don't ID's cause we in VIP Everything I
do is B.I.G before a
G.I.G Nowadays it's Christian Dior sneaks but it was L.R.G (nigga) Ain't no need for searching we gone sneak him in These niggas this shit a
game, this ain't no P.S.N Now we got hits C.P.N apartment all on CNN Free my brother Flame up out that cage, he banging GDM We secured our time we been on our grind I
still talk to bros once at a
time but I
still hope they fine yeah Don't go reaching for the
iron cause I
can't give you mine Niggas hating but they probably some fans, need to make up their mind, yeah I
got rich outside of school without a
GED We was watching PBS but now we visit B.E.T All these diamonds VVS look like I
signed with TMT, huh Sitting proper with this chopper, call me NLE Huh huh Dozing off of Wock, I
got a
mean habit I
just spilled a
tray of Trish' on this Givenchy jean jacket, nigga And I
can't spin with all my friends cause they might need practice Ask my dawg to put me on a
play he act like he ain't have it Press and drank I
call it double dose, we sell a
bunch of smoke Pull up on some MC Hammer shit cause you ain't touching bro Pussy niggas tryna drop they nuts like they ain't run before And on the
stage I'm fine cause I
got iron inside a
bubble coat, nigga Mugging in the
club you must not like the
hoes I
just seen a
dime over there fine I
told her strike a
pose Lil bro probably out his body he might wipe his nose I
did this shit straight off the
top like I
ain't write before All my hitters in the
field this the
NFL Never do no business with no snitch cause we know he gone tell Have you all over ABC news over squeezing shells Catch a
case for niggas that you love, turn they back and fail Used to fight at YMCA's then we fought in jail Lost so many P's in the
air, want to fight the
mail Breaking in UPS trucks when we ran out of sells Drops hit too hard I
started pimping bitches then Chanel Angels frowning on me, why the
demon smiling on me? Made a
half a
million dollars tried to share with my homies The
growth separate and my own men hated It was my own team, me and my twin made it Imagine being raised in the
league full of killers Money start to roll in, now you shooting at your hitters Cause they played wit' ya Same niggas that you fed when they stayed wit' ya Robbing D-boys and pimps on the
blade wit' ya Fighting other sets, really gang bang wit' ya Now he is a
lane switcher That betrayal pain hit ya They wonder why we flashing all that money in these pictures We survived the
gutter nigga Simple
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