Je ne me sens pas exclue
C'est presque l 'heure du jeu
Le documentaire trois est en bouche
Game's back (Gangsta Grizzillz)
Nigga, fuck your cookout, fuck your cousin
Nigga, fuck your dressin', fuck your stuffin'
Nigga, brace yourself, the Russians comin'
Turn the oven on 450 and bust your muffin'
Nigga, fuck your album, we don't wanna hear it
I'm speakin' in tongues, I got the spirit
I'm flyin' Spirit, I'm good like that (Gangsta)
I'm landin' in Haiti, I'm hood like that
I wake up daily just tryna die
Only discomfort with it is seein' my mama cry
If my mama cries, homicide
And if my kids see that, they traumatized
Just had a new son, push him back in
'Cause I don't want him to pay for my sins
The West on fire, I smell the burnt skin
The Daytons will spin again
I ain't feelin' left out, nigga
I ain't feelin' left out
I ain't feelin' left out, nigga
I ain't feelin' left out (Gangsta Grizzillz)
I ain't feelin' left out
Nigga, fuck you, nigga, who said you him?
Fuck both you niggas, now nobody wins
You followin' trends, I'm goin' with the wind
I don't wanna hang with you niggas, my arm in the rim
And what's a Vince Carter to Kobe, nigga?
Even after I dodge, you can't hold me, nigga
Stop callin' me bro, we ain't homies, nigga
And if you live on the coast, you owe me, nigga
For all the things I showed you niggas
You ain't Tyrese, you Jody, nigga
All that snoopin' around, must be the veggies
I'm the only one pistol-whippin' legends
Already pulled the trigger when I said it
'Cause I just mixed the liquor with Excedrin, uh
Hop in the car with mic conception
Kill him with my leg spin, mm
I ain't feelin' left out, nigga
I ain't feelin' left out
I ain't feelin' left out, nigga
I ain't feelin' left out (Gangsta Grizzillz)
I ain't feelin' left out
The king of the west (yes, uh-huh)
The king of the west (yes, uh-huh)
The king of the west (yes, uh-huh)
The king of the west (yes)
I ain't feelin' left out
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