Yea
Four
Yea
Yeah
Not yet
Yeah
Uh
Let the lil homie kick it
in the auto shop wit us
Long as he can make store runs
And keep his mouth shut
Same way I came up
All my triple Os was hood famous
Nice guy surrounded by wolves
Wild, dangerous
That's why I gained this cool
Walk this talk
You tryna duplicate and make tools
All ya do is make fools of yourselves
Underground jewels
Test the copper pot
Wilder than a wishing well
Never dis niggas n fail
Tryna get closer to the jet code
But it will never be deciphered
By a rookie pilot
That why is sit
Opposite the driver, 63 impala
Bad bitch, chain steering wheel guiding
Im out the window sky watching
Plotting as usual
Thats what im doing when im quiet
Can't remember shawty name
But she had that loud pack
The other night In Tallahassee
And I thank her for that
Fine freaky sending snaps
Wit her legs behind her back
In the wii hours of the morning
Picture mailing it she horny
But love im tryna fuck wit dis money
We bust raps like we bust bust gats
We the type of people that don't bury the axe
We bust raps like we bust bust gats
We the type of people Cutlass, Monte Carlo, Regals
(Prodigy)
We bust raps like we bust these gats
We the type of people that don't bury the hatch
Hold up
We bust raps like we bust these gats
We the type of people Chevy's and GMCs too
We bust raps like we bust these gats
We the type of people that don't bury the hatch
Hold up
We bust raps like we bust these gats
We the type of people Chevy's and GMCs too
Fuck it it's the life of a shooting star
Gotta move smart
Can't get caught slipping
They all wanna see me fall
Take my punches like a troop
But take my losses as a man
It come wit the territory
Take tha good wit da bad
Throw the dice, watch em tumble
And they land so big
Everything is not strategic
Sometimes we risk our life
Sometimes we risk our love our money and our freedom
That bullshit we feed it
To see if you gon eat it
In NY we manipulate naive dummies
We beat you on the head
It's just game we be running
Sometimes but most of the time we don't play
They can't figure us out
We like it that way
The road to the riches so long
Our feet catch blisters
All these crabs in the bucket
Pull you down tryna get up
Everyman for theyself
Every woman want bags n shoes
We the type of people that'll find you
We bust raps like we bust bust gats
We the type of people that don't bury the axe
Order
We bust raps like we bust bust gats
We the type of people Cutlass, Monte Carlo, Regals
We bust raps like we bust these gats
We the type of people that don't bury the hatch
Hold up
We bust raps like we bust these gats
We the type of people Chevy's and GMCs too
We the type of people Chevy's and GMCs too
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