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Yeah, Kane Check, check, uh Check, check, yeah Check, check My nightmares' coming true (Yeah, yeah) But they ain't leave me spooked (Nah) On the
West Coast counting blues But I'm whooping with them 'Rus (Suwoop, yeah) In my neighborhood, you was either five or six, you had to choose And folks and them was stealing my Starter jacket and my shoes (Give me the
shit, bitch) They laughing at me at my school, so I
move like I
ain't got shit to lose (Haha) When I
get them goons, you in the
afterlife by afternoon (Uh) My chopper tucked, man, I
served that dust, my nigga served that food Now I'm in my jail cell, watching myself on the
news (What the
fuck?) Broken hearts and empty pockets, crack water, dirty faucet (Yeah, yeah, yeah) When I
shot that bitch in the
chest, man, I
knocked his shoulder out its socket (Baow) Fuck a
degree, I'm whipping diesel, no direct deposit (Yeah) Dope in my diaper bag, I
serve 'em while my daughter watching (Shit, nigga) Prosecutor might diminish me, so when they sentenced me, I
was a
no-show (Yeah, yeah) Dumped the
body in the
country, shawty D4L, I
did it for the
low-low (Yeah, yeah) Bury me with all my jewelry on me and some VVS's in the
logo (Yeah, yeah) President ain't never love a
nigga, who the
fuck a
nigga supposed to vote for? Nigga, what? Yeah All my Lords in the
pen 'bout to feel this shit Got a
stripper bitch that live in Hollywood with a
mouth so good, she can seal these bricks (Woo) Last year, let a
nigga bust down, heard she got a
nigga now, she can still get dick (Yeah) You could take away this rap shit today, throw the
whole shit away, and I'ma still get rich, bitch (Yeah) Triple S
(M-M, M-M) Kane Train Uh, I'm ice skating I'm ice skating (Maybach Music) Yes Niggas come to conclusion, checks keep coming concurrent Shooters on the
maneuver, really as a
deterrent MA singing melodic, pussy seeming hypnotic I'm addicted to diamonds, such a
fiend for them watches Dollar signs in my carpet, killing opps is the
obvious I
count bodies like bottles at parties when I'm in Cabo I
just lead and they follow, call it laws of attraction Living in the
colosseum 'til I'm caught in my casket On the
beach in a
mansion, dope boy got him a
pension Pistols pulled in a
panic, you can give me my sentence Money come with the
killings, white convertible ceiling Bel-Air bottles in Venice, pray you minding your business Rappers wanna play sports, athletes caught in the
courts Actors overdosing, addicted to chemicals, boy Boss